<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033</id><updated>2011-07-29T16:45:56.589+08:00</updated><category term='can we pleaseeee just stop all this?'/><category term='FAGGOTS.'/><category term='I don&apos;t want to do that anymore.'/><category term='holding you tonight'/><category term='can&apos;t let you know'/><category term='i like your presence'/><category term='your love is just a lie.'/><category term='It&apos;s child&apos;s play'/><category term='holding you tonight.'/><category term='mi amor'/><category term='please don&apos;t stop the rain'/><category term='Go away'/><category term='fuck you ursehole'/><category term='I have 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-2305246400939589681</id><published>2010-02-12T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T02:16:32.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Probably the first post of 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally, Ut3 ends tomorrow. Breakkk, here i come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Something cock up with leo, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just can't seem to be able to download 6Ps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its marketing tomorrow, no 6P forget about passing. DAMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Baby, I'm sorry for my mood swings these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you for being by my side as always like you always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We both are tired from small quarrels and stupid mood swings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to make our first advance Valentine's day with you special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Even though we don't have much time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna miss you when you are gone:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-2305246400939589681?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/2305246400939589681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=2305246400939589681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2305246400939589681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2305246400939589681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2010/02/probably-first-post-of-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-2500672626586962013</id><published>2009-11-28T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:54:50.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please don&apos;t stop the rain'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hello, it seems like my blog is dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I know right, it IS dead. Its like time just stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;But its non-living, we are still growing at every tick of the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Didn't had the time to sit down and write about anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's 28th today. And freaking sore throat won't go away, neither does the fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ice pack helps to keep the heat away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;What a headache, freedom of speech, it's too good to be true&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I haven get my first A in this semester, Doing work for me is already a miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Miracle happens everyday? Not really. You can guess how many times you wished for something fantastic to happen, and out of that many, how few of them actually does happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm getting more and more confused these days, everyone is asking for what they want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So do i give them what they want? What about what i want? Nah, i don't want anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I won't do that if you don't want me to. I'll just trying to squeeze out that A from you damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So many quarrels, so many heartache, aren't we all tired from crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;apparently, we are tired from trying not to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'I love you' i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'I'll cheat on you' you heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And i thought we spoke the same language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;195th, it's not 28th anymore, it's 29th. Good morning everyone! I hear laughter downstairs right now. freaky, sound like some china bitch under my block scaring the hell out of everyone with her freaking laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7-11 opened it store under my neighbour's block. mid-night snacks available people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But not for people like me who treasure sleep more than food(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Christmas is coming, okay maybe in weeks time. Carol wants to bring me watch Christmas skits, can there will be caroling! Carol liking it. I just don't want to offend any Christians by stepping into their turf and making trouble because I'm a lesbian. You know these things are sensitive. How do i tell her what I'm thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What if they bomb me with questions? What is the worst that they can do to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I just want to accompany my girlfriend to the day she look forward to every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You know I'm having bad sore throat? It's not normal, Hard to swallow even my saliva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You think i should stop smoking right? I think so too. What if there is a kind of cigarette that has flavour, just like having meals. You want willy wonka's chocolate factory? the bubble gum that has 3 different kind of taste? what if you smoke cigarette that has chicken flavour taste? or maybe french fries? Carol's crazy over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Fucker&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Shaker fries. It sounds like a great invention for a moment, and come to think of it, it's grossed! Hais, I'm dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You miss netball? I think i'm loosing it. &lt;br /&gt;Next time you'll see me wearing xxxL size from top to bottom.&lt;br /&gt;Not sterotyping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-2500672626586962013?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/2500672626586962013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=2500672626586962013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2500672626586962013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2500672626586962013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-it-seems-like-my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8049079887656869768</id><published>2009-08-25T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:09:03.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finaly first semester in RP is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have alot to say about E37L, seriously everyone in the class rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know what kind of classmates RP's gona give me in next sememster, i hope it's as good as the first one. You know i hate the fact that RP assign the students different classes each semester, but you get to make more friends right? Lets look at the positive side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thats only a third of my life since poly starts, the next would be netball. I don't know if i'm a fool to quite the team, but i miss the people there. I can't just go back in the next year as i like, it a club and i have to be commited, thats something i can't do. Selection for Pol-ite is tomorrow, good luck everyone. I know there are only 12 spots for so many people, but thats the beauty of selection right? The best gets chosen?haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And i was so sure i was going to chose RP's team over Kryptonite. But ended chosing the latter one. I still feel like cheating on coach when i was training under tony. wtf, i know right. Coach is amazing, she's like one of a kind. You never see her giving up on you. And i took her for granted, not going for trainings and now she learnt that i smokes. I'm pretty sure she's not gona give up on me because of smoking...have faith in me, i'll change, i'll be a good captain from now on, i promise. Don't give up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then the other one would be to still stay in contact with my lovely friends, Akinso, mingli, zhe lun, benjamin, yao jun and jonathan. Better don't forget me!&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting to have find someone i'm spending my life with now. Surprisingly and amazingly(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love her. Happy 100th day baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8049079887656869768?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8049079887656869768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8049079887656869768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8049079887656869768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8049079887656869768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/08/finaly-first-semester-in-rp-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6154918445663416371</id><published>2009-08-10T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:19:45.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where are we heading?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really don't know how to start,&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to say but who will listen?&lt;br /&gt;Will you? don't tell me you will and all other rubbish craps on why you will listen to me. See, you are not listening and letting me talk. I want to talk, but let me do that when i find all the right words. What am i to you? I am someone who will listen to you telling me all those stories of what you went through to become what you are today, I am someone who will listen to what you have to tell me about what you feel and what you think. I am someone who try to understand what you might feel and what you might think. But I'm also human,i also have my side of stories of what i went through to become what i am today. I want you to know who i am like how i know who you are, i want you to see thing my way like how i see things your way. I also want you to do thing i want like how i try to do thing you want. You have your friends, you love your friends. I have friends too, i have a wide range of friends, Akinso,Jaslyn,Kel. They are my main group of friends, but if you me well enough, they are all sorted out in different categories. I know them since 5years ago. But you don't see those 5 hanging out together, because they are not close. Akinso is my classmate and a very close friend, under her, there are people like mingli, Johnathon, yao jun and zhe lun.Jaslyn is my 'brother' and a very close friend, under her there are people like Rebecca, Rachel, seok ting, denise, dahlia, aisyah. And if you see kel, she may be my ex but come on, its been 3 years and both of us have moved on now she is a senior in my school so we are still quiet close friends. If you were to ask me about them, I'll bomb you with how good they are what they like to do etc. But I'm just afraid it might bore you. But i don't want to even if you were to ask me, no i still don't want to. like Why? for what? why not talk about US then talk about others? are you afraid that you might get sick? I'm not saying like all the time, like alone? you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about it. The feeling that makes everyone go crazy, LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;quoted from kelroy,'Love makes one go crazy and yes, everyone is crazy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Right eye pain:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6154918445663416371?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6154918445663416371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6154918445663416371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6154918445663416371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6154918445663416371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-really-dont-know-how-to-start-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-2281849495471759120</id><published>2009-07-19T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:06:58.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its a very special day today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Father!&lt;br /&gt;One of those days that i'd put away all those unhappiness and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;And don't hate me for losing two of your kites today.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SmNCm1aO0WI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5pTwQk6ihD0/s1600-h/P1070621.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360201216440586594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SmNCm1aO0WI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5pTwQk6ihD0/s200/P1070621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SmNCmoKUk8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/Rdo6jUoYksA/s1600-h/P1070620.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360201212884194242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SmNCmoKUk8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/Rdo6jUoYksA/s200/P1070620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Captain!&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen alr huh! tsktsk, changed so much, but still the same.haha&lt;br /&gt;One of the many best team-mates(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday shafie!&lt;br /&gt;F cube!! Got O levels forgot about me alr. cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to my love:&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2nd anniversary and 62 days!haha&lt;br /&gt;I hoped you had fun today.&lt;br /&gt;Lying by the sea, you in my arms and smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SmNCnPHMcEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/58X2MS4pTzk/s1600-h/P1070638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360201223340060738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SmNCnPHMcEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/58X2MS4pTzk/s200/P1070638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-2281849495471759120?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/2281849495471759120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=2281849495471759120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2281849495471759120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2281849495471759120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-very-special-day-today-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SmNCm1aO0WI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5pTwQk6ihD0/s72-c/P1070621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5718775418972327706</id><published>2009-07-07T23:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:40:20.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm such a fool for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrTIjUlyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RYJIRX7A9jw/s1600-h/P060709_22.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355742358330971938" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrTIjUlyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RYJIRX7A9jw/s200/P060709_22.16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrS9EO6lI/AAAAAAAAAUg/0T0kVgX0G_o/s1600-h/Monday+blues+(25).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355742355247786578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrS9EO6lI/AAAAAAAAAUg/0T0kVgX0G_o/s200/Monday+blues+(25).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrSorJOWI/AAAAAAAAAUY/awUp8DYIk-g/s1600-h/Monday+blues+(33).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355742349773846882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrSorJOWI/AAAAAAAAAUY/awUp8DYIk-g/s200/Monday+blues+(33).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrSiTsi9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GnJ0fVIxRfA/s1600-h/hello+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355742348064885714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrSiTsi9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GnJ0fVIxRfA/s200/hello+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let the rain fall, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours and suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;And It's brighter than sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5718775418972327706?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/5718775418972327706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=5718775418972327706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5718775418972327706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5718775418972327706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-such-fool-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SlNrTIjUlyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RYJIRX7A9jw/s72-c/P060709_22.16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3680923363737051243</id><published>2009-07-02T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:48:22.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Akinso whacked my Girlfriend on the eye with a badminton racket:(&lt;br /&gt;hahah, effing stupid. I laughed for 30secs before i realised she was on the ground with the 'I'm in pain' face covering her left eye. Opps... My poor girlfriend went back home ice-ing her swollen eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i wanna thank My girlfriend, Akinso, mingli and Cheryl for coming down to watch my match. Although they were damn noisy, but still encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i have nothing to blog about as always.&lt;br /&gt;But one last thing to share, I saw one of my ex's picture on FB.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, i laughed until I'm having a bit of sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING UGLY! EWWWWWWW. P.s Carol and Kel, you know who i'm talking about right?(winks**)hahahhahhaa. i hope i don't have nightmares tonight=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ian may oo thin, you better not repeat the same mistakes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She can change you for the better, trust me(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3680923363737051243?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3680923363737051243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3680923363737051243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3680923363737051243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3680923363737051243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/07/akinso-wacked-my-girlfriend-on-eye-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-2854791183313388435</id><published>2009-06-05T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:42:12.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know what you're thinking, i see it all too clear.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't care anymore. You are worst than who i thought you whould be.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm happy just the way we are, nothing more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Sif4ZiNhu7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/m3Jt0Kf-uRs/s1600-h/DSC07037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343512600462343090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Sif4ZiNhu7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/m3Jt0Kf-uRs/s200/DSC07037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Sif4ZtRoUTI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Q569Jb-Ji6E/s1600-h/P020609_06.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343512603432341810" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Sif4ZtRoUTI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Q569Jb-Ji6E/s200/P020609_06.50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My sweet love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-2854791183313388435?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/2854791183313388435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=2854791183313388435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2854791183313388435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2854791183313388435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-know-what-youre-thinking-i-see-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Sif4ZiNhu7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/m3Jt0Kf-uRs/s72-c/DSC07037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-772389657053384937</id><published>2009-05-27T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:16:14.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/ShwczW6JjLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wtCpa9bNkDg/s1600-h/CAROL,+(h).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340174926802947250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/ShwczW6JjLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wtCpa9bNkDg/s200/CAROL,+(h).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Shwa6eZu_gI/AAAAAAAAATw/aDrv36Mwh7g/s1600-h/IMG00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340172850050301442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Shwa6eZu_gI/AAAAAAAAATw/aDrv36Mwh7g/s200/IMG00024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You make it real for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 more years to celebrate(:&lt;br /&gt;I hate that i have training on your birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-772389657053384937?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/772389657053384937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=772389657053384937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/772389657053384937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/772389657053384937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-you-make-it-real-for-me_27.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/ShwczW6JjLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wtCpa9bNkDg/s72-c/CAROL,+(h).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6988661746018333330</id><published>2009-05-26T23:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:15:04.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/ShwczW6JjLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wtCpa9bNkDg/s1600-h/CAROL,+(h).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340174926802947250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/ShwczW6JjLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wtCpa9bNkDg/s200/CAROL,+(h).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Shwa6eZu_gI/AAAAAAAAATw/aDrv36Mwh7g/s1600-h/IMG00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340172850050301442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Shwa6eZu_gI/AAAAAAAAATw/aDrv36Mwh7g/s200/IMG00024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You make it real for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 more years to celebrate(:&lt;br /&gt;I hate that i have training on your birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6988661746018333330?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6988661746018333330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6988661746018333330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6988661746018333330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6988661746018333330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-you-make-it-real-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/ShwczW6JjLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wtCpa9bNkDg/s72-c/CAROL,+(h).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5996615912560384603</id><published>2009-05-15T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:56:59.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i like your presence'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4th week in rp.&lt;br /&gt;Haven seen Tracy yet.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad...quite lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I found you here.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed your smile, and your laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed myself noticing you.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've noticed that i like you.&lt;br /&gt;And you got me spinning in circles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Sg2ewxsCPdI/AAAAAAAAATo/hvVL9JTKK8E/s1600-h/carol22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Sg2ewxsCPdI/AAAAAAAAATo/hvVL9JTKK8E/s200/carol22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336095694312848850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5996615912560384603?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/5996615912560384603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=5996615912560384603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5996615912560384603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5996615912560384603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/05/4th-week-in-rp.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/Sg2ewxsCPdI/AAAAAAAAATo/hvVL9JTKK8E/s72-c/carol22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8014441548511427121</id><published>2009-05-08T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:41:47.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll be your sunset.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have not touched my blog for a very very very long time.&lt;br /&gt;Not the first time anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my classmates. Funny, idiotic, spastic and corny and very GAY!&lt;br /&gt;But of cos i will NEVER forget Akinso and gangs! Come on man.&lt;br /&gt;You know i will always love you Akinso!*KISS!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate maths, that freaking teacher gave me a Bloody C for my first week.&lt;br /&gt;If i see that i got another C for the 2nd week, I'll NOT participate in class for maths module!&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rp's IG is too...packed.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to trial out for Floorball but Kryptonite had match on that day.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for dragon boat trial, but it always clash with other things. I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;Canoe is a big nono! I don't want to run 5k every training. 10mins run is already a torture for me please.&lt;br /&gt;Netball is boring for me, not the rp players but the game. 6 yrs of playing is enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to look back on this game again for the next few years. Let me venture my other interests.&lt;br /&gt;Now i have a feeling i will end up with no IG. I don't have that commitment to rp yet.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interest me much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Always my top favorites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SgMaiMooX7I/AAAAAAAAATg/h72aMtr3-lc/s1600-h/DSC01438_JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333135558546317234" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SgMaiMooX7I/AAAAAAAAATg/h72aMtr3-lc/s200/DSC01438_JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SgMah29aUBI/AAAAAAAAATY/33LjbuGu1TA/s1600-h/P1070320_JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333135552727896082" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SgMah29aUBI/AAAAAAAAATY/33LjbuGu1TA/s200/P1070320_JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have no idea why are the pictures so small.tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I don't know why i'm feeling so scared right now.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to be afraid of, right?&lt;br /&gt;But why do i have so much thoughts going around my head?&lt;br /&gt;Itjust got worst on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Who and Why are you doing this to me?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is going to happen, I hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kel, let nature take its course?&lt;br /&gt;Idiot, somethings you have cave your own way out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where has 'I love you forever and ever' gone to people??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8014441548511427121?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8014441548511427121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8014441548511427121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8014441548511427121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8014441548511427121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-not-touched-my-blog-for-very.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SgMaiMooX7I/AAAAAAAAATg/h72aMtr3-lc/s72-c/DSC01438_JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8940332983532221679</id><published>2009-04-26T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:53:01.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody needs a hug'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SfM8dBGUABI/AAAAAAAAATQ/UyIcigWyIe0/s1600-h/P250409_00.34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328669253318213650" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SfM8dBGUABI/AAAAAAAAATQ/UyIcigWyIe0/s200/P250409_00.34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SfM8c9r2FqI/AAAAAAAAATI/SqH4J4NzXeE/s1600-h/P250409_00.33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328669252401895074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SfM8c9r2FqI/AAAAAAAAATI/SqH4J4NzXeE/s200/P250409_00.33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I don't know why i look so short here.&lt;br /&gt;omg,hah.&lt;br /&gt;I love these people.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine my life without them.&lt;br /&gt;Since sec 1, never get bored of their faces.&lt;br /&gt;But i need time to adjust this new schdule,&lt;br /&gt;That does not mean i forget about you okay!&lt;br /&gt;And Akinso, you don't think about rica donna untill you forget me too!&lt;br /&gt;haha. Big HUG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8940332983532221679?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8940332983532221679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8940332983532221679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8940332983532221679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8940332983532221679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-why-i-look-so-short-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SfM8dBGUABI/AAAAAAAAATQ/UyIcigWyIe0/s72-c/P250409_00.34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-77808392887472855</id><published>2009-04-22T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:47:38.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody needs a hug'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M DAMN ANGRY NOW. VERY THE ANGRY!&lt;br /&gt;WHY B? HUH?! WHY YOU GIVE ME a B??!!!&lt;br /&gt;MY FIRST PRESENTATION IN RP AND YOU GIVE ME a B?!&lt;br /&gt;Its good that i'm quite forgiving. Next time i'll make sure you would wanna give me an A++++++! See what you have to say about that! HAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is only the 3rd day of school and i think my brain has gone haywired.&lt;br /&gt;The first day was on something called..Enterprise.&lt;br /&gt;Did personality test and mine came out just fine but there this one word that described me the has the whole class laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;Disorganised. I'm so not lah! Ok, maybe sometimes, but hello??!!&lt;br /&gt;Not nice of a word to describe me on the first day of school!&lt;br /&gt;But still i like my class. So open, funny and crazy.&lt;br /&gt;*snap* and we all clicked. Nice, i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then second day can slack kind. I went ard to ask anyone got smoke so break time go smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Then got this girl ah, look so sporty and innoncent came up to me and say, eh, you got somke that time call me along. I also want to smoke!hahah.&lt;br /&gt;So now i go home with my new rp smoking kakis, Ramien( whom i thought was a girl and i call him noodles) and carol(who have no idea what bungs are) and Clariss that 'innoncent'looking girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i learnt a new sport called Kabaddi!&lt;br /&gt;Is damn interesting lah. kabaddi kabaddi kabaddi!!!&lt;br /&gt;And this sport called Gaelic football, a mixture of rugby and soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Of cause interesting lah! About sports what. Better then Maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel, i saw Chio bu in the library today! OMG, chio lah, what chui?!&lt;br /&gt;That girl you saw during the break with your friend than Chui lah!&lt;br /&gt;haha. And chio bu saw me also lor, she looked back twice(:hehe.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't like her okay? i'm no Pure bung. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;You always say you want to, but you are never free.&lt;br /&gt;I know its been so long.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell you mean so much to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-77808392887472855?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/77808392887472855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=77808392887472855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/77808392887472855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/77808392887472855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-damn-angry-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5424056809290475858</id><published>2009-04-07T19:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:46:39.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck you ursehole'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's already April the 7th.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for my life to start.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at people around who already started their lives after Os.&lt;br /&gt;Akinso is in MI, She talks about everything that's happened in MI.&lt;br /&gt;So of them are boring, but most are not because i have nothing to share,&lt;br /&gt;Unless you want me to write down every single thing i did today, that would be...&lt;br /&gt;wake up, use comp......eat..use comp...sleep.(boring!)&lt;br /&gt;And Mingli, also in Mi. Met me ytd to take cigarette asked me why never go out?&lt;br /&gt;Why never go out??? You and akinso and yao jun busy going to school,&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin, i don't know what time he wakes up every day. Who you want me to go out with?&lt;br /&gt;Dahlia is in Mi.&lt;br /&gt;Denise is in JJC. This boy is in soccer!lol.&lt;br /&gt;Esther, she's in Pj right?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel is busy having suicidal thoughts. I think it will last thru A levels.&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca, i still meet her now and then.&lt;br /&gt;But the last time i met her, i wanted to kill her.&lt;br /&gt;After we finally able to step foot into Jas's house, She start going crazy with her giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;And then with Jordan and his guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 2 of my best friends watch some stupid lame movie at 2+am and ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF46SZTKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LAYk9p96PD8/s1600-h/P040409_01.46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321924228689775778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF46SZTKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LAYk9p96PD8/s200/P040409_01.46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF45E6v9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/a--N8qAzBNs/s1600-h/P030409_20.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321924228364812242" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF45E6v9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/a--N8qAzBNs/s200/P030409_20.10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF4vhr2GI/AAAAAAAAAOY/toUwPtnWPi0/s1600-h/P030409_20.03_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321924225801115746" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF4vhr2GI/AAAAAAAAAOY/toUwPtnWPi0/s200/P030409_20.03_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF4ihRXUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fJa7q-5ARvs/s1600-h/P030409_19.48_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321924222309719362" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF4ihRXUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fJa7q-5ARvs/s200/P030409_19.48_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF4XeMloI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TNkOEBU_NsQ/s1600-h/P030409_19.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321924219344033410" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF4XeMloI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TNkOEBU_NsQ/s200/P030409_19.48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My mother cried yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;I was...flabbergasted(did i use it correctly?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to show off my English her, seriously my English isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;But that emotion, i really can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just looking at her and there she was with tears in her eyes...&lt;br /&gt;trying hard to keep them from flowing down,&lt;br /&gt;And she ask, do you still love your dad?&lt;br /&gt;Your dad loves his wife and everyone of his child, why are you treating so cold towards him?&lt;br /&gt;And i was thinking, If i were to tell her what i saw in that inbox, she'll commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;And i don't want that to happen because i hate my dad and i don't want to live in this world without my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you DAD! I can't wait to take my mum away from this shit hole she has been sucked into after marrying you.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks that My grandma hates her because My grandma allowed her to follow my dad to&lt;br /&gt;singapore, instead of going all out to stop her from leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Another man using his dick to work.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not marrying a guy in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5424056809290475858?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/5424056809290475858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=5424056809290475858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5424056809290475858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5424056809290475858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-already-april-7th.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SdtF46SZTKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LAYk9p96PD8/s72-c/P040409_01.46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4691188211372218377</id><published>2009-04-02T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:52:56.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear i'm so over her, but jolena look just like her!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe she has a dimple and she is slimer and she is 'anti-social'(according to dahlia)&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE LOOKS JUST LIKE HER.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be like a stalker if i read her blogpost every single day, and i don't think she will ever blog.&lt;br /&gt;But i so wanna show you how alike she look like from far.&lt;br /&gt;Akinso, maybe one day when you have NO cca, i can wait for mingli and you outside mi.&lt;br /&gt;Then you must drag her to go home with you.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must quit smoking by 25th may.&lt;br /&gt;Why that date idk, ask rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;Apricot, Mack ask you do some kind of magic to the smoker's lungs.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hope you do some magic to mine.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting soon!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to get ready at all.&lt;br /&gt;My mother don't ask me pack my bags,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have sch uniform to iron.&lt;br /&gt;No school shoes to buy.&lt;br /&gt;No need to cut my hair.(though i cut it)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking of what cca to join,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the ex-westwoodians club. Is there such club?&lt;br /&gt;Idk, i'm sick of sports. Esp netball, not fun anm. Like i can't play at all. I suck at netball.&lt;br /&gt;Losing has be a frequent visit ever since, a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of thinking how tired am i,&lt;br /&gt;i should do something useful.&lt;br /&gt;Like picking up a new language!&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm gona do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long suckers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4691188211372218377?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4691188211372218377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4691188211372218377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4691188211372218377'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6454017692240645084</id><published>2009-03-22T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:34:37.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Two notch up'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stupid stupid rp configuration!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I lost all my files..My photos!&lt;br /&gt;Akinso, the photo's allllll goneee!lol&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.omg!&lt;br /&gt;My comp look stupid with all those rp stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Yucks, i'm gona hang in there for the next three years.&lt;br /&gt;*Bite tounge*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If i don't say it now,&lt;br /&gt;then i wouldn't have the chance,&lt;br /&gt;But its up to you to decide,&lt;br /&gt;who's that person.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll never know,&lt;br /&gt;Youre that somebody,&lt;br /&gt;who appears in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;a million times before,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gona tell you,&lt;br /&gt;on this day you gotta know.&lt;br /&gt;that i need you, i want you, i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;eee...so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6454017692240645084?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6454017692240645084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6454017692240645084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6454017692240645084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6454017692240645084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/03/stupid-stupid-rp-configuration-i-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-7331955268923901621</id><published>2009-03-12T08:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:46:54.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your love is just a lie.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sure on what i have to do now.&lt;br /&gt;Bang myself on the wall, do it repeatedly untill blood flows out from the head.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe till i get a concussion. That would be a great pain-killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother! Save me!&lt;br /&gt;I should get step back and observe first right?&lt;br /&gt;Or i shouldn't step in without a decision in mind?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i'm soo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akinso, Akinso, Akinso.&lt;br /&gt;My dear girl with no life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-7331955268923901621?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/7331955268923901621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=7331955268923901621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7331955268923901621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7331955268923901621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-sure-on-what-i-have-to-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3712409627993997139</id><published>2009-03-06T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:10:14.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t stop what you&apos;re doing baby.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My life is not exciting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it used to be but I'm rotting like a log with fungi and worms all over.&lt;br /&gt;Not literally, but ya. Today is no exceptional, but i went to school to get my cert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up when Johnathan called me to meet him at Kenny's at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;I got ready and left the house ard 315pm.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for everyone to arrived,&lt;br /&gt;and Johnathan and his girlfriend to finish their meal.&lt;br /&gt;Went in G.O to take the cert.&lt;br /&gt;Then we heard the netballers calling my name,&lt;br /&gt;so Johnathan went, EH your lesbian club calling you!&lt;br /&gt;=.= busted!&lt;br /&gt;They gave us a survey to do,&lt;br /&gt;Something about the school, which i think everyone who has graduated has done it.&lt;br /&gt;Why would i want people to suffer in westwood??&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if they went in as the same year with me, is still alright.&lt;br /&gt;But now? I bet no one every will mention about westwood as one of the top choices?&lt;br /&gt;Like Come on man! Be realistic, where is westwood heading towards man?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to be special, But they have no talent, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;So they shape their attitude. Look i have my own attitude, I'm cool.&lt;br /&gt;Get a life dorks!! Especially my netball juniors,&lt;br /&gt;You are really luck Coach is extending one more year of her life with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;You will never find a coach who can be so patient with the kind of players you guys are.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that you guys are no good. But theres alot to improve on,&lt;br /&gt;You can ask any of the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;And you have seen other coaches screaming at the top of their lungs,&lt;br /&gt;scolding them like they cannot play for nuts but when all they did was a slight mistake.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why no one every feel the need to change the school.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the school? YEAH! At the end of the day, the name of the school you fucked is forever with you!&lt;br /&gt;So use your brains!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck do i care. I feel angry everytime i see the school. Every sat.tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, head to gek poh where we start our rutine electric drumming session!LOL&lt;br /&gt;Akinso came in with her back face and started fucking life because she was broke.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, life sucks without money. People who are realistic will think that way,&lt;br /&gt;people with no brains, like my (used to be) father, thinks that happiness is the only thing that matters. FUCK OFF MAN!! BEGGERS ARE PENNY-LESS AND THEY HATE LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, forget about money for once. Everyone was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;We had been eating KFC for the past 4 day!&lt;br /&gt;And today was no exceptional, KFC AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to vomit out all the chicken tmr after 10mins run man!&lt;br /&gt;OMG,like what akinso say, Feel so guiltyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Mingli, akinso and i promised each other that we are not going to smoke tmr when we celebrating Benjamin's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER! I've been smoking non-stop this whole week, you think i can stop for a day?!&lt;br /&gt;But promise is a promise..Lets see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;Before we went back to the arcade, a group of girls gathered somewhere near us,&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we did open numbers to see who is the 'lucky' person to ask for the number.&lt;br /&gt;Last time was Johnathan, this time, akinso say start counting from me.&lt;br /&gt;So i was like, i'm not going to so suay today, then i started counting...&lt;br /&gt;1.2.3.....15....16! OMG,me!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i went over, LUCKY they were from westwood and i know them!&lt;br /&gt;HAH! Luckyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so thats what i've been doing for the past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Sian okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw the e-mail you sent me.&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up get your phone back!&lt;br /&gt;I miss you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3712409627993997139?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3712409627993997139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3712409627993997139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3712409627993997139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3712409627993997139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-life-is-not-exciting-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5844189214834767127</id><published>2009-03-04T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T02:00:40.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t stop what you&apos;re doing baby.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll always remember 25th FEB 2009.&lt;br /&gt;You made me so curious,&lt;br /&gt;You made me so excited,&lt;br /&gt;You got me so high,&lt;br /&gt;Higher than any drugs a man can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i called your voicemail,&lt;br /&gt;Though it's just your voice,&lt;br /&gt;It got my heart pumping hard.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait to hear from you&lt;br /&gt;when you said you were gona leave me a voicemail.&lt;br /&gt;But Baby, I forgot to activate my voicemail.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why it won't let you call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never serious when&lt;br /&gt;I called someone Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even called any of my exes that before.&lt;br /&gt;Non, as far as i know.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, it has taken a special place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Only you, I'll let to call me Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, when we meet in the future,&lt;br /&gt;Bring me into your life,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the schools that you've went to,&lt;br /&gt;The playground that you played when you were just a toddler,&lt;br /&gt;The Neighbourhood that you lived in,&lt;br /&gt;The Friends that you have,&lt;br /&gt;Your parents who brought you into this world,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna Thank them for that.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'd never had known you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll get an apartment of our own.&lt;br /&gt;I'll lay on the couch with you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;We can give each other little kisses,&lt;br /&gt;while watching Tv shows,&lt;br /&gt;till we fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch your lovely eyes slowly closing.&lt;br /&gt;Just like in your dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there to warm you up when you're cold.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hands and shout to the world,&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BABY SO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;And pray for you every night&lt;br /&gt;that you will always have sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all i asked of you is to wake up every morning by my side,&lt;br /&gt;and flash me your brightest smile.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me with all your guts,&lt;br /&gt;Love me with all your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a crazy kind of love,&lt;br /&gt;I have only for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ryane, Louisiana has my baby:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That was for you Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whats your reaction's gonna be like.&lt;br /&gt;But i really hope you see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ok, went to meet Rebecca to have 'fun'&lt;br /&gt;and I met two of her friends,&lt;br /&gt;Both very interesting...&lt;br /&gt;esp the innova jc one!&lt;br /&gt;Bombarded me with ALOT of question,&lt;br /&gt;she say it was an eye-opening experience for her to have meet me.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Interesting. Read Rebecca's blog for more abit details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mingli call to have dinner with akinso, yao jun and johnathan.&lt;br /&gt;This stupid looking (15, he claims) came up to ask akinso,&lt;br /&gt;'your a girl right?'&lt;br /&gt;And he say he saw my tits!!! FUCKING ASSHOLE! I was all covered up okay!&lt;br /&gt;Then he attempt to take Akinso's bike away,&lt;br /&gt;that's when Akinso got pissed and scolded vulgarities at him.&lt;br /&gt;I still thought he was Akinso's friend!&lt;br /&gt;I added on saying, Boy, i see you young that's why I'm letting you off!&lt;br /&gt;Yao jun went, so fat already still eat so much!&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;That poor guy, walked away scolding us in some language we don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't her know Singapore consist of many races and we have to speak English&lt;br /&gt;so that our fellow mates will understand us?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i wonder how he's gonna make friends. In INDIAN??&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the arcade,&lt;br /&gt;I swear yao jun is addicted to the shooting game. LOOSER!&lt;br /&gt;But Akinso and I were glued to the Drum game!&lt;br /&gt;Ima go there every night and improve on my skills!(:&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we didn't play open number to see which one of we are going to get&lt;br /&gt;some random girl's number.&lt;br /&gt;even if we do, I'll only want my baby's number!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5844189214834767127?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/5844189214834767127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=5844189214834767127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5844189214834767127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5844189214834767127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-always-remember-25th-feb-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-805953244239749435</id><published>2009-03-02T17:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:02:18.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five open'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The moment you come home.&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't stop myself from hating you!&lt;br /&gt;Your face makes me wanna puke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get high every saturday night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-805953244239749435?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/805953244239749435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=805953244239749435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/805953244239749435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/805953244239749435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/03/moment-you-come-home.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8962447799514624523</id><published>2009-03-01T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:44:46.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll be your sunset.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The weirdest thing just happened over a week.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the funniest thing just happened over a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby, watcha doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"Awwww...My poor baby!"&lt;br /&gt;"You're so sweet, baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, i think my phone bill's gona EXPLLLOOOODE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we are already turning 18,&lt;br /&gt;but some thing are just fun,funny.&lt;br /&gt;Take yesterday for example.&lt;br /&gt;It was nearing midnight,&lt;br /&gt;Akinso, Mingli, Johnathan, Zhe lun, Yao Jun and me went to gek poh mac,&lt;br /&gt;to discuse about somthing.&lt;br /&gt;There were these two girls sitting near us,&lt;br /&gt;and Johnathan turn to me and say, eh that girl quite pretty ah?&lt;br /&gt;I turn to see a pretty face with big boobs! But her tighs spoiled everything she had on top!&lt;br /&gt;Only akinso agrees with me that she's not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, idk why guys only look at the boobs man!&lt;br /&gt;When the two girls went off, we used 'open-number' to see whos gona ask the number.&lt;br /&gt;Johnathan went, start counting from me me!&lt;br /&gt;How suay can he be, the number stop at him.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got so excited we went after them, only find that they were at the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;We stood outside the arcade waiting for them to come out.&lt;br /&gt;When they came out, johnathan went after them&lt;br /&gt;and asked the girl with big boobs for number&lt;br /&gt;but it was the girl with the smaller boob(i think) gave him the number.&lt;br /&gt;While he was doing that, we were all giggling, trying hard to control our laughs.&lt;br /&gt;When everything ended, all of us burst out laughing!&lt;br /&gt;Its so stupid but entertaining at teh same time, for us but i don't know about&lt;br /&gt;Johnathan. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My day and nights are switched, beceause of you.&lt;br /&gt;My head and heart are swirling, because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8962447799514624523?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8962447799514624523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8962447799514624523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8962447799514624523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8962447799514624523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/03/weirdest-thing-just-happened-over-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6265377030225243755</id><published>2009-02-14T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:57:56.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t want to do that anymore.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbblaWEgxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DXZdUxnT3mQ/s1600-h/P1060491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302667047048872722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbblaWEgxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DXZdUxnT3mQ/s200/P1060491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, Akinso and i went hiking today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have a friend name friendly.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to appear offline everytime she log in to msn.&lt;br /&gt;I like to tease her about she and my another friend jovena.&lt;br /&gt;I say that Jovena likes Friendly.&lt;br /&gt;But Friendly don't like Jovena, she is not sure if she likes guys or girls.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sure that she might like both.haha.&lt;br /&gt;I think if she were to read this post,&lt;br /&gt;She might get irritated with me, and change her name to UNfriendly.&lt;br /&gt;When she gets irritated with me, she will reply my sms with a one word answer,&lt;br /&gt;like: yes, no, ok.&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry Friendly, i'm not trying to irritate you.&lt;br /&gt;Jovena don't like you, anymore, so don't worry abt that too ok(:&lt;br /&gt;I made this friend of mine, Friendly, to be my best friend for the next 3 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;She will have to go Rp with me every morning, go home with me every evening.&lt;br /&gt;She said, WHO WILL DROOL OVER RP GUYS MAN?&lt;br /&gt;When i say don't ps me when she sees some hot guys.&lt;br /&gt;So friendly right she?hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I thinks that she thinks i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;But i say i'm just alittle high right now.&lt;br /&gt;No, i didn't take any pills.&lt;br /&gt;They say Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.&lt;br /&gt;OK, i'm here blogging and waiting for friendly to reply my msn message,&lt;br /&gt;and for my life-partner to reply me and thinking of how to reply mo's msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Happy Valentines Day!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a date?&lt;br /&gt;cause i want you to be my Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;We can go somewhere amazing,&lt;br /&gt;I will being along my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;we can sit under that stars,&lt;br /&gt;and sing untill the dawn breaks,&lt;br /&gt;where we will watch the sun rise together(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;and i sent to this 'fat ass'&lt;br /&gt;who was just beside me then,&lt;br /&gt;and guess what she replied?&lt;br /&gt;: Wah! so sweet! No one every said that to me!&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched! Nah, i decides to sleep. So bye!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;WTF right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, Father broke up with Mother today.&lt;br /&gt;YES, today.&lt;br /&gt;And mother found her friend who was rejected by the girl he liked twice,&lt;br /&gt;and spent 'sobbing' times tgt with him till me and Akinso went to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;she was so sad, she asked for a ciggrette and drink.&lt;br /&gt;Have ciggrette, but no drinks, sorry, we are all too broke.haha&lt;br /&gt;so this is what we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbD0OEQ5I/AAAAAAAAANw/4eiRe8znS5g/s1600-h/P1060607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302666469879071634" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbD0OEQ5I/AAAAAAAAANw/4eiRe8znS5g/s200/P1060607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbD1ZtT1I/AAAAAAAAANo/uyr4sungIhI/s1600-h/P1060565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302666470196334418" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbD1ZtT1I/AAAAAAAAANo/uyr4sungIhI/s200/P1060565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbDvD25aI/AAAAAAAAANg/wocm_58icJc/s1600-h/P1060525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302666468494075298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbDvD25aI/AAAAAAAAANg/wocm_58icJc/s200/P1060525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbDkNNyWI/AAAAAAAAANY/kvUVAuAAhvw/s1600-h/P1060559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302666465580534114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbDkNNyWI/AAAAAAAAANY/kvUVAuAAhvw/s200/P1060559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbDS2ZgTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lAKCsNLPkxE/s1600-h/P1060552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302666460921430322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbbDS2ZgTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lAKCsNLPkxE/s200/P1060552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6265377030225243755?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6265377030225243755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6265377030225243755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6265377030225243755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6265377030225243755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes-akinso-and-i-went-hiking-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SZbblaWEgxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DXZdUxnT3mQ/s72-c/P1060491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4987690328055125919</id><published>2009-01-23T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:32:30.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll be your sunset.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YES! My cactus has finally germinated! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Akinso, you can come and visit my cactus anytime you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at me, do you see anything you want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do, when i look at you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three words unheard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A verse the i should say, to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there's just no use.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'm shy around the edges&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till i know what i should mention&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my thoughts are still on catchin'up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to leave my mouth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm thinking i should wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's getting kinda late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm sure would really hate to leave &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the same old way tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause i want you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i need you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i don't think i could leave with this in mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mentally incomplicated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never speaking hopefully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This product of my motto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will be something that no other has said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But  all instead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i'll say the wrong words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you'll move onward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i'm a coward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know how to work this out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i'll save it for later,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i'm a terrible moderator&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whats happening,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know where to begin,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i'll save it for later,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till i get a little more creative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause just saying it , won't make it right, no.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well tonight, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deny that i had never really tried &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to get a three word line to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seven signs you are in a disaster relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Dishonesty-you and your partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Communication- always ending up in argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Putting other on a pedestal and putting yourself down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. Destructible impulses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Compromise at your own expense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6.Feeling enclosed or shutting yourself off from other friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. Fear of losing the other person with everything you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And wake up calls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIE:&lt;/span&gt; You think by giving more and accepting less, you are the bigger person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRUTH:&lt;/span&gt; You do not have to give up who you are or what you enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHY please someone else at your own expenses? _L_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIE:&lt;/span&gt; You think by working at it, the other person will change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRUTH:&lt;/span&gt; You are only part of the relationship. IF other person doesn't change, it doesn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIE:&lt;/span&gt;  You think by not telling your friends, you are protecting them from uneasy truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that they doesn't need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRUTH:&lt;/span&gt; You are just protecting yourself form judgement and your partner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;from what you both are not proud of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAH! Take that people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me fucking alot of girls are non of your business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At least i don't play with 4 girls at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You bloody sure you need to work on public holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not like you are working for millions of dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And i'm not fucking stupid, you can bluff my mother, but not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4987690328055125919?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4987690328055125919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4987690328055125919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4987690328055125919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4987690328055125919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-my-cactus-has-finally-germinated.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-1449182682212222949</id><published>2009-01-19T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:29:38.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;ll get it.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Guys are just some Bloody faggots who thinks that women are their tools.&lt;br /&gt;and SOME women are Blood sluts who think they really know what true love is.&lt;br /&gt;This is pissing me off right now and its Fucking irritating when this is not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think you are all that when you have two women at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think that cheating on your wife or girlfriend is just a moment of lust?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think that when you like that some one who is attached is really true love?&lt;br /&gt;DO you really think that by using two phones can help you get away with cheating on your partner?&lt;br /&gt;DO you still think that i that same little girl i used to be, holding your hands to cross a busy road?&lt;br /&gt;DO you still think that i have no idea whatsoever love is?&lt;br /&gt;Do you still think that i don't know what is the most important thing in life is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop telling me that money is not everything in life.&lt;br /&gt;Because every time you do that, i don't know if i should laugh at you or argue back to you.&lt;br /&gt;DO you know that you need money to bring a life into this unjust world?&lt;br /&gt;DO you know that you need money to educate a person's intelligence?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that you need money for yours and your family's survival in this materialistic world?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what the FUCK I'm trying to tell you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to tell you that all these years, you were a hero, a role model and you earned the most respected person in my life.&lt;br /&gt;But what have i found out? What kind of FUCKING things have you done outside?&lt;br /&gt;And even FUCK cannot describe my emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i can shout out all the vulgarities I've learnt in the past 18yrs to that slut,&lt;br /&gt;but nothing good will come out of it.&lt;br /&gt;See, that little girl who learnt to shake legs from you 16yrs is so sensible.&lt;br /&gt;SO? Do you ever see it coming? really?&lt;br /&gt;I maybe not the ideal little girl you wanted me to be and i will never will be.&lt;br /&gt;Because you will never be that ideal hero i want you to be.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what is wrong here?&lt;br /&gt;Your lies are.&lt;br /&gt;That caring and understanding figure are all lies.&lt;br /&gt;Now i don't see a need to ever think of your feelings when i know that i'm doing something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Because you didn't thought of me when you started it.&lt;br /&gt;And remember, you are the cause of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not as stupid as you think i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after all, i'm your daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-1449182682212222949?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/1449182682212222949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=1449182682212222949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/1449182682212222949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/1449182682212222949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/01/guys-are-just-some-bloody-faggots-who.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-261697952998178230</id><published>2009-01-13T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:43:23.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody needs a hug'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FFFFF&lt;/strong&gt; that cambridge marker!&lt;br /&gt;Gave me a bloody 7 for my maths.&lt;br /&gt;Only if i can change my maths mark with my chinese, i won't be complaining so much now.&lt;br /&gt;So many RP courses i can go to. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;And no A for my Dnt. Damn my folio!&lt;br /&gt;To hell with science, a C6?&lt;br /&gt;Even my chinese is better than my science and maths.&lt;br /&gt;And to think i hated chinese?! No sense made...No sense at all!&lt;br /&gt;A 5, 6, 7, for my chinese, science, maths.&lt;br /&gt;WTH! Why don't want to give me a 1, 2, 3? Nicer right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, i can apply for interior design(:&lt;br /&gt;happy, but not happy like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Seok ting, if you are reading this, read this,&lt;br /&gt;We are going to SP together on the first day of school okay?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if kia joo and si qi going SP then the 4 of us go tgt ok?&lt;br /&gt;and maybe if kia joo's bf going SP then we all 5 go SP tgt ok?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to say, and i really suck at talking.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe i should just not talk right? ya. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're out of touch,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm out of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-261697952998178230?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/261697952998178230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=261697952998178230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/261697952998178230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/261697952998178230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2009/01/fffff-that-cambridge-marker-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-2161061232159938661</id><published>2008-12-28T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:33:14.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save it for later'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wearing it isn't enough for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-2161061232159938661?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/2161061232159938661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=2161061232159938661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2161061232159938661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2161061232159938661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/12/wearing-it-isnt-enough-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4339537760236949539</id><published>2008-12-24T20:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:55:32.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody needs a hug'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Wow, its already Christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a really bad tamper, what makes it worst was to over hear my grand mother talking over then phone.&lt;br /&gt;She mentioned to my aunt,&lt;br /&gt;- I'm really bored here in Singapore. There's nothing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;-The kids wake up late in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;-MayOo(that's what they call me) is always busy going out with her friends and trainings.&lt;br /&gt;-When she's at home, she is stucked with her computer and the Tv screen.&lt;br /&gt;-My pass expires in the end of May, I'll be flying back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing that makes me mad was that My mother could not be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;She say that she brought my grandmother was because she wants me to study harder for my Os.&lt;br /&gt;What rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;I just feel angry for not being able to do anything, i have so much to say to her,&lt;br /&gt;but i just don't know how to put it into words. There's like some communication barrier between us.&lt;br /&gt;I really want her to stay her for as long as she can, but I'm in no position to do it.&lt;br /&gt;And i know she will be happier back in Myanmar with my little cousins who are not as irritating as my brother and sister. She can spend her time chatting with her long-time friends.&lt;br /&gt;That way, she won't be bored and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;So is this what it means by letting your love one go so that they will be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking all that, I felt that if i were to stay in the house another minute, my head will blow off.&lt;br /&gt;So i went for a walk in the neighbourhood. Something that i quite enjoy doing alone.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Children walking with their parents, wearing their nicest outfit rushing into the car going out to celebrate Christmas of course!haha&lt;br /&gt;Old friends meet under the block, chatting and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;But when it rained, it didn't prevent anyone from doing their things.&lt;br /&gt;A father carried her daughter and shared an umbrella,&lt;br /&gt;which had reminded me when i was 5, my father brought me and my mother to Orchard road to celebrate Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;It was so crowded then and i was the size of a baby dwarf, so i pestered my father to carry me.&lt;br /&gt;He carried me one the neck and walked through the whole stretch of orchard.&lt;br /&gt;But my mother was nagging at me kept wanting me to walk on my own, and my father's only sentence was,&lt;br /&gt;Let her enjoy while she can, she'll never get the chance again when she puts on more weight.&lt;br /&gt;haha. not that offended because he meant when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going meet Annabelle tmr, after 1 whole year, i hope it won't get weird.&lt;br /&gt;Don't skip Christmas dinner people. Akinso, you can eat all you want, why skip it?hahah&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever do that people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And lastly, &lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4339537760236949539?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4339537760236949539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4339537760236949539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4339537760236949539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4339537760236949539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow-its-already-christmas-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5671960275199743586</id><published>2008-12-22T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:48:14.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not today'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I lost track of time and i only realised yesterday that Christmas is this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I still thought it's still a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;Staying at home all day has made me feel so restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some idiot, woke me up at 7+am in the morning yesterday to ask me if i want to go&lt;br /&gt;paya lebar check out the converse warehouse sale.&lt;br /&gt;I figured if i don't go, I'll be stuck at home with nothing to do,&lt;br /&gt;and that nobody in their right mind will be awake so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seok ting wanted si qi to serve her and give her hard time,&lt;br /&gt;but when we reach the warehouse, the were ALOT of people and we had to squeeze&lt;br /&gt;our way through. We were there for only like 10 mins and perspired like mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes man was funny, after all it's Jim Carrey's movie.&lt;br /&gt;First time watching with seok ting, which seems abit weird but it wasn't totally.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We'll go cycling ok. This sunday! From East coast to changi beach(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let see who can take the heat!hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choon seng's in coma, omg. If Naj hasn't told me, i would have not known anything.&lt;br /&gt;It's so scary. Wake up dude! Your girlfriend's waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5671960275199743586?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/5671960275199743586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=5671960275199743586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5671960275199743586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5671960275199743586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-lost-track-of-time-and-i-only.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8801986362544566343</id><published>2008-12-18T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:11:32.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t do that anymore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not just fun but mire than fun.&lt;br /&gt;Netball juniors were all very creative and enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;Somthing i hope they can transfer it on court.&lt;br /&gt;If you were to ask the seniors to come up with such programmes,&lt;br /&gt;i think it will not be as good as the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther didn't want to come because she was tired and had piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;But Denise, Dahlia and Ms Rahima made her guity that she tried to rush down.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe not everyone was here, like AISYAH, that stupid daughter!haha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame you for not coming, just hope that you're grandfather is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's training on saturday((((((:&lt;br /&gt;I never look forward for training so much like this before.&lt;br /&gt;Coach has a way in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Elephant screamed and said, why did you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;See Deniese, i updated my blog. so you better don't leave without a tag, idoitic ahbeng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8801986362544566343?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8801986362544566343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8801986362544566343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8801986362544566343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8801986362544566343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3527737192880077180</id><published>2008-12-04T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:48:28.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody needs a hug'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was so shagged when i didnt have a job before.&lt;br /&gt;Now after my first day of work, i really wish money could grow on trees,&lt;br /&gt;then we all can stay home and do gardening, take good cared of out money tree.&lt;br /&gt;That would fully mean, hardwork paid off after the money tree is fully grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously i don't really know what i'm talking about,&lt;br /&gt;but my point is MONEY really don't come easy as they seem by just pressing pin numbers&lt;br /&gt;and asking from our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why guys are paid more than girls.&lt;br /&gt;Mingli was suppose to find another partner for the job,&lt;br /&gt;but his agent said find guys better.&lt;br /&gt;So akinso and wei zhao say ask me work since i have no job and i can pretend im a guy.&lt;br /&gt;Before the lunch break, we were stuck there wiping and packing the wine glasses.&lt;br /&gt;sounds boring? yes it WAS, until the rest of good come in for cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;That bloody hotel never lend a FINGER to help unload the goods.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up me, mingli + two of the delivery men to unload the whole bloody loads.&lt;br /&gt;After a few boxes, we were sweating like HELL and the whole thing took us 1+2hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why the agent say find guy better.&lt;br /&gt;But so? im still able to carry the bloody goods what!&lt;br /&gt;we women rules! hahha, wth.&lt;br /&gt;Im kinda having muscle ache right now ): mummy, i wana cryyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOODNIGHT(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;imissyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3527737192880077180?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3527737192880077180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3527737192880077180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3527737192880077180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3527737192880077180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-so-shagged-when-i-didnt-have-job.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-7323755971833328557</id><published>2008-11-22T19:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:48:05.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your love is just a lie.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why dare to say and then apologise?&lt;br /&gt;you remember you told my words very hurting to you cause my words never jin da nao?&lt;br /&gt;Now look at what you are doing now? Did you even try to look up for the truth first?&lt;br /&gt;You must know that ferlin and jaslyn are still couple after all. looking at the surface, yes they quarrel every single day but at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;they kiss and make up. Do the outsiders see it? No, cause the thing is between them,and a third party also won't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel, i always thought that you care for audrey because you guys are good friends.&lt;br /&gt;It never cross my mind that you would feel guilty hurting her.&lt;br /&gt;When you choose me, didn't you feel guilty already? Why only now?&lt;br /&gt;Why only now when someone mention to be about it, i hoped that it wasn't true.&lt;br /&gt;Because i didn't want you to choose me and feel guilty at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe i did that, when i choose Tracy in the first place, i felt guilty.&lt;br /&gt;But it only lasted 4mth cause i felt guilty and i wanted mo all along.&lt;br /&gt;So should i put my nose into mo's rls and protect her from being hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Did i make a link? i don't know lah but yeah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THANKS for letting me know how you really felt.&lt;br /&gt;Why not you tell me you regretted being with me?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe regretted choosing me?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that will make me feel betterrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-7323755971833328557?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/7323755971833328557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=7323755971833328557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7323755971833328557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7323755971833328557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-dare-to-say-and-then-apologise-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3150052131554224340</id><published>2008-11-17T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:32:15.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whats up with those China people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3150052131554224340?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3150052131554224340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3150052131554224340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3150052131554224340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3150052131554224340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-up-with-those-china-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4723203936101160050</id><published>2008-11-14T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:19:06.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honest mistake'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm waking up everyday 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;And, rot in front of the TV and comp.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is netball trg,&lt;br /&gt;you know, i went online and chatted with Dahlia,&lt;br /&gt;i told her to come for trg tmr and 9am,&lt;br /&gt;and she was like OK.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went on to say 'i miss you partner!'&lt;br /&gt;and she was like 'Do you know who i am?'&lt;br /&gt;so i was like, 'who are you?'&lt;br /&gt;First i thought it was mark using Dahlia's account.&lt;br /&gt;then she reply 'kathleen'&lt;br /&gt;like omg, so malu can!&lt;br /&gt;=/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, yesterday was jovena's birthday (seok ting, did you wish her??)&lt;br /&gt;haha, and tomorrow is 15 of November. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wait, Tracy, when is your birthday?  November or December? ohh nooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dear elephant,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, this is my first post for you in a zillion year.&lt;br /&gt;How have you been? you know,I've been wanting to see you so much.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we will meet someday. But don't forget me alright. I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you receive this message. I won't wait for your reply since you have no fingers and toes.&lt;br /&gt;But i will be waiting to hear for you soon. My ears are opened wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will i be waiting? I'm still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4723203936101160050?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4723203936101160050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4723203936101160050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4723203936101160050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4723203936101160050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-waking-up-everyday-1pm.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8883876686354776996</id><published>2008-11-12T14:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:45:29.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SRp4Axvp5AI/AAAAAAAAALo/by2O3kmFLdc/s1600-h/P1050845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267654668911764482" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SRp0VbY-CYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fFgwgSBQJ6c/s320/P1050901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time out for xiao ting's 18th birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8883876686354776996?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8883876686354776996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8883876686354776996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8883876686354776996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8883876686354776996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SRp4Axvp5AI/AAAAAAAAALo/by2O3kmFLdc/s72-c/P1050845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3079158535916307008</id><published>2008-10-16T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:27:13.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speechless'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today is such an unlucky day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Things just happened just like that.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up my chemistry practical,&lt;br /&gt;i got a black solution after adding that iodine thing.&lt;br /&gt;BLACK?! What chemicals put together to get a black solution?!&lt;br /&gt;so not logical, unless you are saying I'm colourblind or in a process of making a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was OK, until i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dropped that stupid weight and got scolded by that stupid invigilator!&lt;br /&gt;Like, fuck you, it was purely an accident, can't you be abit human and tell me its OK?!&lt;br /&gt;You invigilated many students, and its their first time taking a major national exam,&lt;br /&gt;surely they will feel nervous and be clumsy!&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to give that fucked up attitude of your right.&lt;br /&gt;Like that never mind already, then still bump into her at jp.&lt;br /&gt;I swear i could have walked up to her an scold her in front of her (fugly)boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky you not in westwood, if not i think you have to get 24/7 bodyguards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my day will b fine if i don't see her anymore, but NO!&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy the thing at Prime market, and that sales girl said NO, you cannot buy.&lt;br /&gt;-.- irritating...&lt;br /&gt;That okay, never mind. Akinso went to buy, she can BUY, i canNOT.&lt;br /&gt;and then i got my bike down, only to realise that the back tire got a hole!&lt;br /&gt;No cycling for me. THANKS ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;Get scolding from some bitch, met her at jp again, not able to buy - , bike tyre got hole.&lt;br /&gt;And, what the fuck is chemical practical? i told her i had chemical practical?!&lt;br /&gt;what a fool i made to myself. chemical practical.hah&lt;br /&gt;whats more....&lt;br /&gt;I walked down the stairs from 12 floor with - .&lt;br /&gt;then at the 2nd floor, some faggot SHITED, fucking gross,&lt;br /&gt;and then, this aunty waked up the stairs, i can't possibly let her see me with a -&lt;br /&gt;so i rannnnnnnnnnn away. HOPEFULLY she don't think it was me who did the shitting.&lt;br /&gt;GROSSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I QUIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3079158535916307008?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3079158535916307008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3079158535916307008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3079158535916307008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3079158535916307008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-such-unlucky-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3608621143087306090</id><published>2008-10-15T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:07:07.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t do that anymore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*SCREAM!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3608621143087306090?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3608621143087306090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3608621143087306090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3608621143087306090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3608621143087306090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-tomorrow-scream.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-2318600566026134648</id><published>2008-10-14T15:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:09:39.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riddle me a rat&apos;s nest'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Akinso and i went to burger king at arena to study yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It really suck cause i hate burger king and that place was way too big.&lt;br /&gt;Not that wow BIG, but like empty BIG?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever with that burger king, akinso had trouble with the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was too small for you cupcake.ahaha, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Akinso wanted to watch sunset. So we thought of like going to the west of the west side of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;There were so many industrial sites, it dosn't look like the jurong area that we lived in.&lt;br /&gt;First i thought we were heading towards jurong island.&lt;br /&gt;Then it turned to some ulu place.&lt;br /&gt;When we firmly confirmed that we were seriously lost,&lt;br /&gt;the bus turned towards this sea where you can watch the sunsetting.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we were a little bit too early, we sat beside the drain, studying, waiting for sun to set.&lt;br /&gt;Akinso, maybe we should bring chairs, tables, snacks(something that don't tamp the snakes or other unwanted companies),&lt;br /&gt;a bag of batteries and tripod stand.hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start Os, and i also can't wait for it to end.&lt;br /&gt;11 Nov... it's not a long way to go.haha&lt;br /&gt;Then Mayways can meet up!&lt;br /&gt;Kryptonites continues..hah&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to give seok ting her papers back with those different designs of chops i brought!&lt;br /&gt;haha, it's addictive, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me this today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If someone isn't going to tell you what you need to know,&lt;br /&gt;they aren't going to tell you, no matter how long you wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too angry about is the thing that i need to know.&lt;br /&gt;But don't you have that conscience in you to at least call me and tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, or maybe you don't give a damn about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;This is how you made your own friends look like a fool?&lt;br /&gt;Well, then you really have succeeded. Akinso, i totally feel what you felt.&lt;br /&gt;But yours was right in the face huh? fuck it man.&lt;br /&gt;It happened 3 years ago, if you remembered, son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;When your friends don't like your girlfriend, its time to change a new one.&lt;br /&gt;But in your case bitch, you changed your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are just your toy, you find those that gives you entertainment, give them fucking empty promises when you guys are alone,&lt;br /&gt;and then totally change the situation around when there's other people backing you up.&lt;br /&gt;I hate people like you. I so regreated know how nice of a person you are and how fucking two face you can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-2318600566026134648?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/2318600566026134648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=2318600566026134648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2318600566026134648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2318600566026134648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/10/akinso-and-i-went-to-burger-king-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3033083377476296772</id><published>2008-09-20T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T12:15:23.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is exciting man. I only passed two papers for prelims, which means my result slip will have ALOT of red lines.&lt;br /&gt;Which means my parents are going to kill me and i will not live to take my Os..not a bad idea huh?&lt;br /&gt;OMG...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec 5s are damn childish man.&lt;br /&gt;Esp 5A. They challenged us CS on Thursday and we lost. But they have yet to come up with a forfeit, and I'm guessing it would be some loser forfeit that they will come up with?&lt;br /&gt;Then Captain's ball was supposed to be played on Graduation which is next Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Because of that 4mins speech which was supposed to be divided among 5A&amp;amp;B has to be done by only one person which will representing both 5A&amp;amp;B. Now captain's ball is going to be play before graduation to determine who's giving the speech.&lt;br /&gt;This is the Sec 5s in westwood.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are just too stressed if not we can gang up and bully the whole school.&lt;br /&gt;Like gang up against the STUPID prom night? Or that Culture expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i so can't wait fro graduation. Beside netball, there nothing else to look back in westwood.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers? principal? =/ please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3033083377476296772?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3033083377476296772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3033083377476296772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3033083377476296772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3033083377476296772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-exciting-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6886609430439934975</id><published>2008-09-13T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:22:48.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riddle me a rat&apos;s nest'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes mack, after so many years I've threatened you to tag my blog,you finally give in.&lt;br /&gt;Now your hands will be spared.AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;And stop sleeping sleepy head, didn't your mother tell you, you sleep at night time, not in the day time.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, mummy must have forgotten that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are acting too strange to be you.&lt;br /&gt;Your selfish thinking is getting you into a pit hole.&lt;br /&gt;I might think twice to save you, but then again, you're my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see you giving up on something you loved because so someone you hate.&lt;br /&gt;If you do that, you have let yourself down.&lt;br /&gt;Remember when the passion still burns inside you, you said never to give up and face any obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;Now you look at it sick and tired, giving up when you think they want you to.&lt;br /&gt;That long and forgotten passion the actually burns inside you had been eaten up by jealously, greed and failures.&lt;br /&gt;That's not the person you used to be, that's not who you are.&lt;br /&gt;You were firm on you decision to bring it to a higher level, and you convinced me too.&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to make it right again, i know you still have that passion still burning inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;Now all you have to do is to make some scarifies, get rid of that jealously, greed and over come that failure.&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, face the person you hate and face yourself for that not so smooth ride ahead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss having you speak of that passion you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6886609430439934975?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6886609430439934975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6886609430439934975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6886609430439934975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6886609430439934975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-mack-after-so-many-years-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6167790551893307450</id><published>2008-09-11T15:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:47:13.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riddle me a rat&apos;s nest'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Exams are coming but this feels like holiday already.&lt;br /&gt;People are stressing about exams but I'm here relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Man, that's something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mack, we should ask the MayWays to go bowling!&lt;br /&gt;I still have that long whits sock, you should get one too mack,haha.&lt;br /&gt;Rebbecca is going to wear that freaking big glasses, with that 70s hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just see how she's gonna play.&lt;br /&gt;With all this excitement, i so can't wait for Os to be over.&lt;br /&gt;This wait is killing me.OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science practical was messed up man,&lt;br /&gt;First, i couldn't find my sit.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I didn't know what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;But i somehow remembered the physic experiment, thank god!&lt;br /&gt;After finishing my graph, firman secretly asked me to look at his,&lt;br /&gt;and his graph was a 'n' shape! like omg firman, its suppose to be a straight line!!&lt;br /&gt;I saw him panicking, which makes me feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;And chemistry, it was zomg!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what they want me to do,&lt;br /&gt;i see ppl started burning, so i did the same.&lt;br /&gt;I was so messed up, i burnt my Little finger's hair):&lt;br /&gt;I realised it when i was cleaning up because there were small little ashes on my finger.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, sorry finger, sorry hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me or it's you.&lt;br /&gt;You know, More than half of my message has been used up by you?&lt;br /&gt;Like hello, you are not the only person i am messaging.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you ask me if i wanna message you or if i wanna receive your message.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you are doing in the middle of the night at Clarke quay,&lt;br /&gt;but i care that you have exams the next day.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean the i care about you in the sense of...omg, i care for you&lt;br /&gt;but in the sense of care care, the friendly kind?&lt;br /&gt;And please don't call me out of nowhere and ask me where am i, what I'm doing,&lt;br /&gt;who I'm with. It's just simply freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;i rather use that 3hr sleeping then talking shits with you.&lt;br /&gt;I do not need to know that your ex is in the hospital, or fucking you right now.&lt;br /&gt;But you need to know you skipped science practical for your fucking bimbotic ex.&lt;br /&gt;look, your life is chaotic, i don't wanna be part of it, neither do i wanna be your saviour.&lt;br /&gt;Just be what you were and we still can save our friendly hellos and goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6167790551893307450?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6167790551893307450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6167790551893307450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6167790551893307450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6167790551893307450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams-are-coming-but-this-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4915490251467394576</id><published>2008-08-28T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:37:13.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s child&apos;s play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can we pleaseeee just stop all this?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last two more papers and a practical test,&lt;br /&gt;Prelims will be over and soon Olevels?&lt;br /&gt;Is it a good thing or a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;maybe both? i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving westwood soon, fuck happy man, i can burn away my uniforms for good!&lt;br /&gt;haha. Leave my hair as long as i want, cut any hairstyle as i want,&lt;br /&gt;AND wake up ANYTIME as i want! yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But i'm gonna miss the people though. Still whatever happened, or is happening now,&lt;br /&gt;Look at the past 4 years, where and who are we always with, for good or for bad.&lt;br /&gt;Like haven things been working out since sec 1? No one can deny those laughter and cry we had will always remained in our memories. No matter how worst things can get,&lt;br /&gt;we will always end up clinging on to one another. Last time, what happened in school and outside does not matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now the closer we get, the more we revolve in each other's world.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't agree, its fine. But the fact is that we still matter to each other,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard you protest against it.&lt;br /&gt;So what if we are busy with our own personal lives and outside friends?&lt;br /&gt;We spent at least 6-7hrs together, 5days a week. We spent time talking crap and shits,&lt;br /&gt;laugh till our head drops or maybe even have chest pains.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good at expressing how i feel with words.&lt;br /&gt;Words are a lovely try, but for something more...its just not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we talked about graduating?&lt;br /&gt;you say you might cry, you said you'll feel sad, you said you will cry after it hits you hard.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tell you, I'll might cry, not just because leaving you guys is painful,&lt;br /&gt;also because since the day we were so bonded, it shouldn't just end off like this.&lt;br /&gt;This is not the kind of ending anyone in their right mind wants.&lt;br /&gt;Its worst than those sad endings where both the main characters dies, or either the boy or the girl dies.&lt;br /&gt;Its like worst than world end or something. maybe I'm exaggerating but its some sort like that.&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird. and the worst part is that i don't even know why.Enlighten me pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm starting to hate school. Is it a bit too late?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4915490251467394576?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4915490251467394576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4915490251467394576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4915490251467394576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4915490251467394576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-two-more-papers-and-practical-test.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-555903115782733252</id><published>2008-08-25T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:04:38.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It was you i was thinking of'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated myself for leaving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;and not doing my part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Now i hate myself for falling for you all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I thought you were history, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;but every time you appear in front of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;i wished you'll never leave my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;When you say goodbye when we part, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;i want to hug you and tell you how much i enjoyed the time with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;even if it's for awhile and tell you how much I'll be missing you till we meet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;If only i did, then you would be aware of my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm so frustrated that there's a piece of you thats giving in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;and you are frustrated because you thought it wouldn't happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then you are running away every time, hoping someone will do something to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;And there are things that you can't run away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-555903115782733252?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/555903115782733252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=555903115782733252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/555903115782733252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/555903115782733252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hated-myself-for-leaving-you-and-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-1864070483150362022</id><published>2008-08-18T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:54:58.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It was you i was thinking of'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to study=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-1864070483150362022?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/1864070483150362022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=1864070483150362022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/1864070483150362022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/1864070483150362022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-2606840603508167986</id><published>2008-07-29T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:23:29.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so lazy to post the pictures man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this i have to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI8UzpF_YKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/R8xMYUmQ2P0/s1600-h/P1050388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228420569837297826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI8UzpF_YKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/R8xMYUmQ2P0/s200/P1050388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI8UzyxrM2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/TNiTSwtG2B0/s1600-h/P1050387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228420572436444002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI8UzyxrM2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/TNiTSwtG2B0/s200/P1050387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI8U0AyemUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EjqiAZZhOnY/s1600-h/P1050389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228420576197908802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI8U0AyemUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EjqiAZZhOnY/s200/P1050389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn zul...that boy who tore his pants,&lt;br /&gt;adn by the photos, i think you will know who!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-2606840603508167986?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/2606840603508167986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=2606840603508167986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2606840603508167986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2606840603508167986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-so-lazy-to-post-pictures-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI8UzpF_YKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/R8xMYUmQ2P0/s72-c/P1050388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-38271941561402688</id><published>2008-07-28T19:32:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:11:24.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's what happened during Dnt today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wjLaFGJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NYDxsafceaQ/s1600-h/P1050321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228028860851099794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wjLaFGJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NYDxsafceaQ/s200/P1050321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was suppose to be the dead line for the folio.&lt;br /&gt;Naj and kai didn't sleep the whole night ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Zahid reached home at 12 after doing his Dnt ytd.&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 2 after being stuck at meterial selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wkxTyTjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ek6LAMuEKZY/s1600-h/P1050296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228028888205119026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wkxTyTjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ek6LAMuEKZY/s200/P1050296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wlbuPOoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/icBAc4ApoqI/s1600-h/P1050302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228028899590355586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wlbuPOoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/icBAc4ApoqI/s200/P1050302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wjq0cIyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mkaRddFUxLM/s1600-h/P1050320.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wjq0cIyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mkaRddFUxLM/s1600-h/P1050320.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjsREPzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yrYCQstTdcA/s1600-h/P1050311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228031068694921010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjsREPzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yrYCQstTdcA/s200/P1050311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naj came back with my camera after taking photos of her mould.&lt;br /&gt;And she started to get cocky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she spread it to me.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjwYgw5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Zx7TopCmHl4/s1600-h/P1050301.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjwYgw5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Zx7TopCmHl4/s1600-h/P1050301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228031069799891858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjwYgw5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Zx7TopCmHl4/s200/P1050301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjwYgw5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Zx7TopCmHl4/s1600-h/P1050301.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjwYgw5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Zx7TopCmHl4/s1600-h/P1050301.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Zahid found someone to be cocky so he spread to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wjq0cIyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mkaRddFUxLM/s1600-h/P1050320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228028869283160866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wjq0cIyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mkaRddFUxLM/s200/P1050320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kairudin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjkBrUHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ie0dNNFXk1Y/s1600-h/P1050318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228031066482888818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjkBrUHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ie0dNNFXk1Y/s200/P1050318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjkBrUHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ie0dNNFXk1Y/s1600-h/P1050318.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjwYgw5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Zx7TopCmHl4/s1600-h/P1050301.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firman was the only one concentration at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2ykOwBefI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5GsVHi957Ow/s1600-h/P1050298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228031077951568370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2ykOwBefI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5GsVHi957Ow/s200/P1050298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2ykn0LqJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fL9FjR0cm7w/s1600-h/P1050299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228031084679899282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2ykn0LqJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fL9FjR0cm7w/s200/P1050299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, Zahid and Kai got really really bored,&lt;br /&gt;they decided to look around to find things to entertain themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2yjkBrUHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ie0dNNFXk1Y/s1600-h/P1050318.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI20OK375SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/B52MBidenT8/s1600-h/P1050328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228032897977148706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI20OK375SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/B52MBidenT8/s200/P1050328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naj and i logged in to the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI20OkofbTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/uQhjWOsv3ms/s1600-h/P1050333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228032904891690290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI20OkofbTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/uQhjWOsv3ms/s200/P1050333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI20PMW2VVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2XWIHHqkxXs/s1600-h/P1050330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228032915555112274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI20PMW2VVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2XWIHHqkxXs/s200/P1050330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two guys decided to join in the 'fun'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI20O4gaLBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f-0P854lo3g/s1600-h/P1050339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228032910226500626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI20O4gaLBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f-0P854lo3g/s200/P1050339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they hear Mr ong at the door, they quickly scrambled back to their sits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI3B0aiFr7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/dnt7hP-NjWI/s1600-h/P1050341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228047848666673074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI3B0aiFr7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/dnt7hP-NjWI/s200/P1050341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI25-_q58ZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jso6QHJ1_58/s1600-h/P1050340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228039234341433746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI25-_q58ZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jso6QHJ1_58/s200/P1050340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-38271941561402688?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/38271941561402688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=38271941561402688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/38271941561402688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/38271941561402688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-what-happened-during-dnt-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SI2wjLaFGJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NYDxsafceaQ/s72-c/P1050321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-839861740801308477</id><published>2008-07-24T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:36:07.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MANJING, if you were to see this, I'll be very glad to tell you everything..&lt;br /&gt;How i wish you have a tag board.&lt;br /&gt;so i can spam it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna beat you in maths test,&lt;br /&gt;and though I've been failing ss tests, I'm still gonna try hard to Beat you bad!&lt;br /&gt;Who knows maybe you are the one who took naj's ss notes?&lt;br /&gt;since no one else is more engrossed then you in knowing how to do well for studies&lt;br /&gt;to the extend that you go around those top scorers and asking them for their so-called 'secrets'.&lt;br /&gt;And fuck you for quarreling with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the whole world hates you. okay, maybe not. but peeps in sec 5A&amp;B does.&lt;br /&gt;Do you need me to spell it out for you in black and white when we say we hate you?&lt;br /&gt;Its not because akinso had been bad-mouthing you behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, i think she rather do it in front of your face!&lt;br /&gt;You're just jealous that she has good rls with everyone but you are there stuck with someone you don't even care about.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, pei qi has always been by your side and from the way i see it, you don't treasure her at all. &lt;br /&gt;Like FUCK, who are you to treat her that way? Yes, you are selfish, VERY impatient and VERY VERY INSECURE!(fyi, insecure is spelled like this, not inseRcure. you really need to improve on your ENGLISH SPELLING)&lt;br /&gt;Treating pei qi like shit...this is why we treat you like COW DUNG!(cannot be use for fertilising purpose, later mega soil erosion)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very afraid that i can't call you a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch= female dog.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that dogs are very loyal animals?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i would rather call you a whore. do you know whats that? SO if i call you a whore, will you show me one? HAH!&lt;br /&gt;You're amiable?&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand whats amiable?&lt;br /&gt;its:&lt;br /&gt;–adjective&lt;br /&gt;1. having or showing pleasant, good-natured personal qualities; affable: an amiable disposition. &lt;br /&gt;2. friendly; sociable: an amiable greeting; an amiable gathering. &lt;br /&gt;3. agreeable; willing to accept the wishes, decisions, or suggestions of another or others. &lt;br /&gt;4. Obsolete. lovable or lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i checked the dictionary.SO? i had to double check the meaning of it man!&lt;br /&gt;Stop cheating yourself lah fuck. friends are what completes your life? those that you NEVER spare a thought for? Esp pei qi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s you have a very very spastic smile, and pls change yourself because nobody likes who you are.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.unsophiscated.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Whore's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-839861740801308477?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/839861740801308477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=839861740801308477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/839861740801308477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/839861740801308477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/07/manjing-if-you-were-to-see-this-ill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5260231107047002202</id><published>2008-07-19T21:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:08:00.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It always comes around.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;19/07/08&lt;br /&gt;This year, its a very special day.&lt;br /&gt;Heres why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Westwood soccer finals,&lt;br /&gt;Streets FC vs some dunnowhat FC.&lt;br /&gt;2-0&lt;br /&gt;-Dashali?(izzit? or armi?)&lt;br /&gt;-Zahid!&lt;br /&gt;(shafie's best birthday present!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack was saying that man jing msg her asking is shikin was at school,&lt;br /&gt;so they decided to tell man jing that they are at school looking for POA teacher.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what man jing replied? 'oh, i'm not going.' wth&lt;br /&gt;then jack replied, 'i didn't ask.anw, lulu brought me this (branded) bag.'&lt;br /&gt;man jing, ' i'm not buying'. like fucccck.hahah&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah that man jing(anjing) next time if she want to insult or scold lay teng,&lt;br /&gt;i'll ask her to do it infront of me. i'm going to be very very vulgure and angry to her then,&lt;br /&gt;a sight of me that only people who deserve it will get.hah!&lt;br /&gt;fucking mean sia that ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafie's birthday surprise,&lt;br /&gt;was well planned.&lt;br /&gt;Then went down to this ulu place in woodlands,&lt;br /&gt;that place looks like in malaysia man,&lt;br /&gt;you know when we first alighted at the bus-stop,&lt;br /&gt;we felt like we were in johor or something.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't like the place.&lt;br /&gt;but i like the pool place or whatever you call that.&lt;br /&gt;its so lonely and cool at the same time, like so relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;The audition was ok, shikin kinda screwed up the last part but over all,&lt;br /&gt;i hope they really get in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19-07-08 is a very popular day.&lt;br /&gt;why so many ppl's birthday fall on this day??&lt;br /&gt;people like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shafie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH9Chvml2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/gs8pgEdMc-U/s1600-h/IMG_1827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224735262586083170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH9Chvml2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/gs8pgEdMc-U/s200/IMG_1827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH9Cx_HypI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wrvS-ZaQwXA/s1600-h/3c,+crazyness+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224735266946140818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH9Cx_HypI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wrvS-ZaQwXA/s200/3c,+crazyness+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH9DEwtRwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MEl2ThrElMk/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224735271985956610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH9DEwtRwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MEl2ThrElMk/s200/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;he looks like a monkey.hhaah&lt;br /&gt;this was taken in sec3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;( in the photo in the previous post, she's the bung beside kiajoo.&lt;br /&gt;is turning 20.&lt;br /&gt;stop quarelling with your girlfriend, it will do some good.&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy the brownies and cup cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; hanna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, turning 22.&lt;br /&gt;omg, so old.&lt;br /&gt;in the previous post the picture, she is that brown one behind all of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Umar's mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!haha&lt;br /&gt;my dad is 44.omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly NOT forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KIA JOO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you liked the banner and that balloon.&lt;br /&gt;as for the roses,&lt;br /&gt;its not suppose to be just 6 roses, i wanted to give you the 7th today but&lt;br /&gt;thanks! to coach who glady cancelled the training at the last second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should thank this 4 secondary school girls from bukit panjang, though they can't&lt;br /&gt;see this but thanks for helping me hold the banner at the carpark behind her house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH_iGHWzqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CCOBQxRPy8E/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224738003948588706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH_iGHWzqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CCOBQxRPy8E/s200/DSC00203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hand-made banner that took 3hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH_9vFLMSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IhIW7LLEsuQ/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224738478801760546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH_9vFLMSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IhIW7LLEsuQ/s200/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH_9kKKCeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pk5sb6D1_-s/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224738475869866466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH_9kKKCeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pk5sb6D1_-s/s200/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your 7th rose &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5260231107047002202?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/5260231107047002202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=5260231107047002202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5260231107047002202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5260231107047002202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/07/190708-this-year-its-very-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SIH9Chvml2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/gs8pgEdMc-U/s72-c/IMG_1827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6249976902463417210</id><published>2008-07-07T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:44:49.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wanna take it back to the day when we first met.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today is youth day.&lt;br /&gt;OK, everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth day is boring.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stucked at home revising chemistry for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;And for the next 6 days, i'll be cracking my brians for the -&lt;br /&gt;and then get perpared for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese oral on the 9th. omg, i'm so not prepared can?!&lt;br /&gt;dan shi, wo yi ding yao hao hao de ba kou shi kao hao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SHHzBLqZNLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FrsmRvHdSp8/s1600-h/47b8d922b3127cce985489a0500e00000047100EZuGzdw2bse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220220644735136946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SHHzBLqZNLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FrsmRvHdSp8/s200/47b8d922b3127cce985489a0500e00000047100EZuGzdw2bse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is really a very photo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but seriously who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i mean, ahem ahem&lt;em&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(shes beside me yo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6249976902463417210?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6249976902463417210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6249976902463417210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6249976902463417210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6249976902463417210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-youth-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SHHzBLqZNLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FrsmRvHdSp8/s72-c/47b8d922b3127cce985489a0500e00000047100EZuGzdw2bse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8255300401875104345</id><published>2008-07-05T19:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T21:56:32.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It was you i was thinking of'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They say take this survey if youer bored.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, i'm BORED! its from friendster soo yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who will you be with on Saturday night?&lt;br /&gt;- Alone=/ its saturday night RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What woke you up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- seok ting's mgs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you took a drug test would you pass it?&lt;br /&gt;- depends on my luck(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is tomorrow going to be a good night?&lt;br /&gt;- i think so? isn't it nice to see the newly weds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you kiss or hug anyone today?&lt;br /&gt;- nope, i wish i had.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you rode in a car with?&lt;br /&gt;- omg, come to think of it..its hanna! wtff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many friendster accounts do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- ONE. yo, how many do you want man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your first thought this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, we're going to study tgt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do or did you like school?&lt;br /&gt;- you mean the lessons or peeps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would u take a bullet for someone ?&lt;br /&gt;- don't be so dramatic...but i would if its for her(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where would you like to live?&lt;br /&gt;- Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do long distance relationships work?&lt;br /&gt;- not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;- interior designer? real estate agent?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where do you see yourself in 5 years?&lt;br /&gt;- working and studying, i want a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is your number one on friendster?&lt;br /&gt;- ? i don't even know who are my fetured friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who do you wish you were with right now?&lt;br /&gt;- kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person that left you a comment?&lt;br /&gt;- i cant remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How often do you log in to friendster?&lt;br /&gt;- when i have my hands on the comp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you rather talk on the phone or chat in IM?&lt;br /&gt;- non. face to face is better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many car accidents have you been in?&lt;br /&gt;- ZERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you listen to music every day?&lt;br /&gt;- yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you still go trick or treating?&lt;br /&gt;- nooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;- frice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you a fast typer?&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How many speeding tickets do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- i wish i have a car now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What are you doing tonight?&lt;br /&gt;- solitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. If you had one whole day to yourself, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- plan her birthday surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Is anything bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;- yess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;- yess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What do you want to do right now?&lt;br /&gt;- talk to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Are you listening to music right now?&lt;br /&gt;- yess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you in a good mood?&lt;br /&gt;- kinda((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What are you doing this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;- its the weekend now. going for wedding tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are you talking to anyone while doing this?&lt;br /&gt;- noope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. When were you the saddest in your life?&lt;br /&gt;- idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you own more than one cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;- noo, only have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you use EBay to buy or sell?&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What makes you mad?&lt;br /&gt;- alot of things actually. esp when ppl don't reply my mgses.nehneh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever had a song written about you?&lt;br /&gt;- nope, but i've written about someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever sang in public?&lt;br /&gt;- no, they'll think i'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What songs make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;- songs that does not remind me of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What do you like to listen to before you go to bed?&lt;br /&gt;- my grandmother praying.haha, its becoming a habbit and i'm gona miss it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you have a job?&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What does your ipod / mp3 have in right now?/&lt;br /&gt;- songsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. How many close friends do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- 4 in my lfe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;- when ppl around me are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. One wish?&lt;br /&gt;- rewind back the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Have you ever loved someone and were too scared to tell them?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Next concert?&lt;br /&gt;- westwood's band, choir, guitar and guzheng? haha, nah, i'm not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Name one song that explains your current life.&lt;br /&gt;- brighter than sunshine by Aqualung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a 50 long question man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good day today(:&lt;br /&gt;eh, jo, seok ting wore very little cloth today..you'll drool if you were here,haaha.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and seok ting are two very irritating people you can ever be with, esp when&lt;br /&gt;they are teamed up tgt to disturb you and -&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt that theres a library at woodlands civic center,&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was at causeway point.haha.&lt;br /&gt;and that you have to be at the library VERY early to get a table to study.ahha&lt;br /&gt;and starbuck's table are too small to study if you are sharing with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;and seok ting writes on her paper " seok ting, be serious, prelims in 6 weeks time!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tomotivate her!&lt;br /&gt;haha, isn't that cute?! omg. and rachel can't sit still and study for longg,&lt;br /&gt;but kia joo was the only one who can concentrate on her study without those stupid&lt;br /&gt;reminders,ahah.&lt;br /&gt;and, the west side of singapore has NO spotlight! like wtf can!&lt;br /&gt;and, Rachel gets scared when she tells us about the ghost in the wwss toilet.&lt;br /&gt;and, seok ting and rachel has alot of Hi-5s DVds, st has 10, rachel has 11?haha.&lt;br /&gt;and, i should start perparing for the surprise.((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and, i caught her staring&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8255300401875104345?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8255300401875104345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8255300401875104345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8255300401875104345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8255300401875104345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-say-take-this-survey-if-youer.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4174227408469906861</id><published>2008-06-26T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:52:51.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It was you i was thinking of'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ai yi ge ren bu rong yi,&lt;br /&gt;Dan wang ji yi ge ren ye bu rong yi.&lt;br /&gt;Wo hao bu rong yi wang diao ni,&lt;br /&gt;san nian me jian,&lt;br /&gt;zhai gen ni jiang hua bu rong,&lt;br /&gt;Dan shi dao le zhe ge di bu,&lt;br /&gt;wo zhen de bu zhi dao zhen yang gen ni shuo wo dui yi qian fa shen guo de shi qing.&lt;br /&gt;Ying wei wo hen hao qi,&lt;br /&gt;ni dang shi hui bu hui hen tao yan wo?&lt;br /&gt;ni dao xian zhai yuan liang wo le ma?&lt;br /&gt;Mei dang ni dui wo xiao de shi huo, wo jui hui jue de hen nei jiu,&lt;br /&gt;ying wei, shi wo er fa shen le na jian shi.&lt;br /&gt;wo bu tong wo shi bu shi zhai xi huan ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAI&lt;/span&gt; shi jue de nei jiu shuo yi chai hui duo guan xing ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk, its about you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naked is the sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4174227408469906861?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4174227408469906861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4174227408469906861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4174227408469906861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4174227408469906861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/06/ai-yi-ge-ren-bu-rong-yi-dan-wang-ji-yi.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4431215162471742907</id><published>2008-06-20T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:20:24.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It was you i was thinking of'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.alamakinso.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;akinso has the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mother's love, you see that lady in the first picture, she deserves someone bettER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and today's sun was scorching hott!&lt;br /&gt; zahid has more pictures from the sentosa trip.. http://oldclowns.multiply.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow's match with extrems juniors,&lt;br /&gt;i hope she'll be the best player again!(winks)haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4431215162471742907?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4431215162471742907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4431215162471742907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4431215162471742907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4431215162471742907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-881079612172918876</id><published>2008-06-19T14:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:13:39.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It was you i was thinking of'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SFoPYzH5YeI/AAAAAAAAADs/-6DzEn79svg/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213496437349376482" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SFoM3A3zOwI/AAAAAAAAACs/CieIeodw288/s200/aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My friend e-mailed me these pictures to help me in my Dnt,&lt;br /&gt;and i find the designs nice,&lt;br /&gt;look at that shirt the baby's wearing!omg.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nah, I'm gonna stick to my guitar stand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SFoTCtI4dsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bGaXkKEG9i0/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213500455832286914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SFoTCtI4dsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bGaXkKEG9i0/s200/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SFoTC2flapI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7UWjytaBoTk/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213500458343426706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SFoTC2flapI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7UWjytaBoTk/s200/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first rod i experimented on.&lt;br /&gt;it looks quite normal.. but the process is a killer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Monday evening was nicee,&lt;br /&gt;not just that the game with UOB was fantastic,&lt;br /&gt;not just because my grandma came to watch the match,&lt;br /&gt;not just because she was the best player for that match.&lt;br /&gt;I had that strange sadness when you weren't there,&lt;br /&gt;and that strange feeling when we walked too close,&lt;br /&gt;When we laugh tgt unknowingly,&lt;br /&gt;How long ago was it when i saw that smile on you.&lt;br /&gt;Now, at least evreything seems normal.&lt;br /&gt;But i still have the urge to tell you everything i was suppose to tell you ages ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Outing at sentosa was fun,&lt;br /&gt;people i never dream would be there was there.&lt;br /&gt;those chinese boys, a few chinese girls,&lt;br /&gt;No indians, nor MAWADDA.&lt;br /&gt;haha, if she were there,&lt;br /&gt;i bet she'll be burnt in her tudong and all.&lt;br /&gt;haha, maybe her hair will catch fire first.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so bad. Nvm, i think the whole class agrees with me!&lt;br /&gt;and akinso, where are the photos you took with your camera?&lt;br /&gt;and and, what a friend you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaslyn pek!&lt;br /&gt;come down on saturday lehh,&lt;br /&gt;we miss/hate you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-881079612172918876?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/881079612172918876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=881079612172918876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/881079612172918876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/881079612172918876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/SFoPYzH5YeI/AAAAAAAAADs/-6DzEn79svg/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-7637874788153760511</id><published>2008-06-12T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:33:30.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It was you i was thinking of'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey, I've got something to blog about today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Familiar rooms,&lt;br /&gt;furniture's not where it used to be&lt;br /&gt;and the kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;must have been just replaced just recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a smell in the air&lt;br /&gt;for all the years that I've been asleep,&lt;br /&gt;and where are the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;and where are all the things that you didn't keep,&lt;br /&gt;i want them all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;and found that my life wasn't this way.&lt;br /&gt;7 years coma, my girlfriend just got married ytd.&lt;br /&gt;My friends all left town at least the good ones anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My mom sold my car&lt;br /&gt;a vintage 70's Chevrolet and&lt;br /&gt;i want it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4 in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;and i don't much feel like going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;My legs feel like running&lt;br /&gt;but i, still hardly feel my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would i go,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know anyone here personally.&lt;br /&gt;That's not your fault,&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm not the same boy i used to be&lt;br /&gt;and i want him back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That the lyrics to the song comablues by Dstopian Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i saw someone somewhere, but we didn't get to say hi.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i pretended not to see her and she wasn't aware that i was there.&lt;br /&gt;Bt it was under my block yo.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akinso is so crazy over nat lim...nat lim...nat lim&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk. BI BI BI BI BISEXUAL.&lt;br /&gt;shafeee no chance alr.hhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She forgot something.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she forgot about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This post is nothing much i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-7637874788153760511?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/7637874788153760511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=7637874788153760511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7637874788153760511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7637874788153760511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-ive-got-something-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8825453148252419585</id><published>2008-05-15T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:31:49.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, finally i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;(at naj's house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hi i'm Akinso.i'm at naj's house too&lt;br /&gt;today is thursday and tmr's friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That is random. BUT thats akinso, you know.&lt;br /&gt;And she thinks that people are gona laugh when they read this,&lt;br /&gt;because i sound like i'm blogging on my own.&lt;br /&gt;kinda true. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akinso is using naj's dad's exercise bike.&lt;br /&gt;Just hopes she doesn't spoil it or something.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;And she sounds like she has NEVER been in a gym before.&lt;br /&gt;But she went to gy with her sister's ONCE and she was watching her sister run.&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, i've been going to chinese lessons for the past 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;and that china babe...aww man, makes me wet!..................................................................................................................................................................NOT!&lt;br /&gt;haha. Akinso knows it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akinso needs to keep her hands to herself,&lt;br /&gt;and shut her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;too besar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akinso is in love with me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUCK.hhaha&lt;br /&gt;shafie dont jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naj is being a really good friend,&lt;br /&gt;she has besar -- but not bigger than akinso's.&lt;br /&gt;so she is not as noisy as akinso.&lt;br /&gt;welcome.&lt;br /&gt;just shield me from akinso's hot/sweaty horny punch.&lt;br /&gt;PLS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ZHI XIU JI GE,&lt;br /&gt;BU XIU SHI BAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHI XIU JI GE,&lt;br /&gt;BU XIU SHI BAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHI XIU JI GE,&lt;br /&gt;BU XIU SHI BAI&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8825453148252419585?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8825453148252419585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8825453148252419585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8825453148252419585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8825453148252419585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes-finally-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5662709463907940780</id><published>2008-04-26T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T15:14:51.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speechless'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Socking and sandals damn baised luh!&lt;br /&gt;Look down on us!&lt;br /&gt;The target settings that you gave us can keep it for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;24 points, you want us to go ITE?!&lt;br /&gt;idiot, ask me target c6 for maths. To hell socks and sandals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my school rips me off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5662709463907940780?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/5662709463907940780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=5662709463907940780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5662709463907940780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5662709463907940780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/04/socking-and-sandals-damn-baised-luh.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3809701841930079396</id><published>2008-04-20T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:53:17.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speechless'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I need time.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i have no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two major highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1st:&lt;/span&gt;Akinso's birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt; considering the frustrated we had for - ,&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;And that happened like 11357468 years ago.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2nd:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sports meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sec 5 rock the house baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes the events was cut short until it defeats the purpose of a sport meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;heats and finals were on the same day so if your team is kicked out from the heats,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you'll have to hide your face and walk away from the back gate. hahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It a 10x200 relay. 5 boys 5 girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then theres musical chair. I swear i have never seen anyone play musical chair the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;weastwood plays man. ( fucking funny and lame)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then the teacher's race. Ms rahima's unlucky day, she was the only teacher who fell :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But the first part was sec 5a/b winning the one and only race on sports day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some people say it was all the boys' effort but yo, its a team's effort and we managed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to beat our own timing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's the two highlighted events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Omg, i swear they have improve like fucking alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just last year, we trashed them like no body's business,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and just yesterday, I'm having trouble defending her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;@#$$$%%^! OMG MAY, WHAT HAPPENED?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i swear it has nothing to do with me playing with my heart and not my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anw, she's in my team. So i'm not going against her during the real matches(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But i still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;feel awkward , we don't talk at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3809701841930079396?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3809701841930079396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3809701841930079396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3809701841930079396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3809701841930079396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-need-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8383981242124567281</id><published>2008-04-01T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:37:58.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not today'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Akinso's turning 17 soon.&lt;br /&gt;17, 10+7. How young can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know firman look so cool with his guitar.&lt;br /&gt;His laid back style.&lt;br /&gt;Is that even firman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;same old routine every week.&lt;br /&gt;end school everyday at 2.&lt;br /&gt;extra classes every Tuesday and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;And recess is not so nice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;10-10.30 10.30-11&lt;br /&gt;- mine&lt;br /&gt;Tuition every Sunday ):&lt;br /&gt;boohoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's hot topic : 'O' levels and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIYANA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha. yeah that 4D person.&lt;br /&gt;Money cheater,&lt;br /&gt;fucking lie-er,&lt;br /&gt;'Broadway' actress.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody faggot.(i wasn't mentioning about her in the previous posts)&lt;br /&gt;we can conclude that there are alot of &lt;s&gt;Bitches&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faggots here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Akinso,&lt;br /&gt;I can smell SKL in my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(hint)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I caught your glance today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8383981242124567281?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8383981242124567281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8383981242124567281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8383981242124567281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8383981242124567281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/04/akinsos-turning-17-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4896907284780755314</id><published>2008-03-29T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:14:13.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go away'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still the same.&lt;br /&gt;irrogant, insulting and irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I should tell you how much i hate talking to the next time i talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i'll be seeing you like 30years later or something cause i have no reason why i should be seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, chinese O level is coming.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4896907284780755314?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4896907284780755314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4896907284780755314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4896907284780755314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4896907284780755314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3291156281731138691</id><published>2008-03-26T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:04:26.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuck you poser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are the worst and the most childish OLD people I've ever known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and just STOP STARING AT HER for FUCK sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO you need me to remind you again that she's - !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think you should retake your PSLE because that the only way you get somewhere in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(only for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3291156281731138691?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3291156281731138691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3291156281731138691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3291156281731138691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3291156281731138691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/03/fuck-you-poser-you-are-worst-and-most.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4385538516940074140</id><published>2008-02-29T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:40:00.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are playing the fool.&lt;br /&gt;And i don't like standing by the side line and watch you being played.&lt;br /&gt;Open up your eyes dude!&lt;br /&gt;SO what if she's your first love?&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't feel the same way about you and that are tons of proofs!&lt;br /&gt;tsk, !@#%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother, can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first to walk away,&lt;br /&gt;when you come crying again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;29/02/08 ain't ruined though.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4385538516940074140?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4385538516940074140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4385538516940074140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4385538516940074140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4385538516940074140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-are-playing-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4499504341148778473</id><published>2008-02-25T20:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:22:26.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy Birthday may!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are 8!haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so old.=/haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last match for westzone.&lt;br /&gt;tsk, why all the GS so omg BIG!&lt;br /&gt;Akinso, my GS today the name is xinyi you know..hhaha&lt;br /&gt;And i was thinking of you on court.&lt;br /&gt;See, how sweet am i?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice that GA?&lt;br /&gt;i bet jaslyn and amelia did!&lt;br /&gt;Both say she cute.&lt;br /&gt;like, you sure??haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R8K9crcIJ1I/AAAAAAAAACU/7jZL05nYrTU/s1600-h/th_raining.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170903622569437010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R8K9crcIJ1I/AAAAAAAAACU/7jZL05nYrTU/s200/th_raining.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella toh, why you look like that girl in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;so emo,=/ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soo pass my physic paper.yaya.&lt;br /&gt;so far, only physic=/&lt;br /&gt;how to get through O level you tell me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4499504341148778473?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R8K9crcIJ1I/AAAAAAAAACU/7jZL05nYrTU/s72-c/th_raining.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3578217959769272754</id><published>2008-02-22T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:00:57.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Waiting for you call, i'm sick, call i'm angry,&lt;br /&gt;call i'm desperate fro your voice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the song we used to sing&lt;br /&gt;in the car, do you remember.&lt;br /&gt;Buttefly, Early summer.&lt;br /&gt;It's playing in repeat,&lt;br /&gt;just like when we would meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3578217959769272754?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3578217959769272754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3578217959769272754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3578217959769272754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3578217959769272754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/02/waiting-for-you-call-im-sick-call-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6779783527398399908</id><published>2008-02-19T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:02:19.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go away'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sorry for the dead post.&lt;br /&gt;No time to post lah.&lt;br /&gt;Not like somepeople, post about evrything and anything that happen in school.&lt;br /&gt;haha. Don't worry, i'm sure the 5 of us will clear Os. (;&lt;br /&gt;Have a little faith baby.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's match was a flop.&lt;br /&gt;I could see that sleepy eyes of ours on court!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe coach should show us our best game and our worst game,&lt;br /&gt;so we'll know whats wrong with us yesterday. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished i could have just slapped sarah ytd.&lt;br /&gt;scream like mad, only make me mad. faggot.&lt;br /&gt;And, it is not funny to see yourself fall on your butt,&lt;br /&gt;esp when your coach slowly rewinds back and play in slow motion just&lt;br /&gt;to see how you fell.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kel, you cant video for godsake.haha. We had sever headache after the match=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanglin on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;pls dont elbow my head and Aisyah's head tall GS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to do my coursework and study for physic test!&lt;br /&gt;Byee Ls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6779783527398399908?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6779783527398399908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6779783527398399908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6779783527398399908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6779783527398399908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-for-dead-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-295010219273284559</id><published>2008-02-07T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:18:03.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy chinese new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Have to do Dnt if not mr Ong kick me out of his class again=/&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralvin, today's &lt;em&gt;07/02/08&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;solid 3years. HAha, omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like chocolate cookies,&lt;br /&gt;esp the ones we cooked and eat and cooked and eat.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Naj should have stayed longer. next time alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I had a dream about you,&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i was so desperate to get rid of you,&lt;br /&gt;that i was actually so happy to see you get knocked down by a car(TOUCH WOOD!)&lt;br /&gt;(Fucking mean right?)&lt;br /&gt;anw, after that i realised that i didn't want that to happened,&lt;br /&gt;so short of like waited for 'your sprit' to meet me at this rooftop at hong kong?&lt;br /&gt;(too much of ss, haha) then your bf was there and your ex ex ex bf was there too.&lt;br /&gt;then when you 'appeared', i told you i was sorry and that i - - you while crying.&lt;br /&gt;And and you were telling me its ok, its over.&lt;br /&gt;(damn scary luh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;i hate your silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-295010219273284559?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/295010219273284559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=295010219273284559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/295010219273284559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/295010219273284559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-okay-not-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-420152629468717085</id><published>2008-01-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:18:07.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t let you know'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TAKE ME AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-420152629468717085?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/420152629468717085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=420152629468717085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/420152629468717085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/420152629468717085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/01/take-me-away.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8025441604879979777</id><published>2008-01-19T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T18:13:40.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week's been busy.&lt;br /&gt;First match was Rubbish, i played like shit, we played like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky theres only 4 quarters, if theres more, i think we would have lost!&lt;br /&gt;And the match with shuqun is like !@#$&lt;br /&gt;so frustrating. The umpire MUST blow every little small things.&lt;br /&gt;Waste time only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the Juniors first match. Against Unity.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, 4 gaols only yo.&lt;br /&gt;But it was alright, Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;And and we did a cheer for them!&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;The plan was Hide somewhere and when they walked in, &lt;br /&gt;Amirah will then start to clap the rhythm,&lt;br /&gt;The rest start to clap and come out from where ever they are hidding.&lt;br /&gt;Then surround the juniors and start cheering:&lt;br /&gt;'Juniors Don't be sad,&lt;br /&gt;This is only your first match.&lt;br /&gt;There is still hope if you try your best,&lt;br /&gt;You will emerge top in the west!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most scary thing was to see them cry one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this monday, We have to win UNITY!&lt;br /&gt;Better yet, TRASH them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel, i've got something to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;And, sorry we couldn't meet up today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure that i'll meet you up on 25th(winksxz)&lt;br /&gt;PAL...You are turning 17 soonnn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8025441604879979777?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8025441604879979777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8025441604879979777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8025441604879979777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8025441604879979777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-weeks-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8917093872516803611</id><published>2008-01-09T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:13:12.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding you tonight'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my Dnt Olevel coursework theme. DISPLAY.&lt;br /&gt;Easier than last year's? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See the thing about you, that caught my eye,&lt;br /&gt;Is the same thing that makes me change, my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hard to explain, but girl, Ill try.&lt;br /&gt;You need to sit down, this may take a while.&lt;br /&gt;You see, she sorta looks, just like you.&lt;br /&gt;She even smiles, just the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;So innocent, she seemed, but I was schooled&lt;br /&gt;Im reminded when I look at you, but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remind of a girl, that I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;See her face whenever i, I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You wont believe all of the things that she put me through.&lt;br /&gt;This is why I just cant get with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that she was the one for me,&lt;br /&gt;Til I found out she was on her dream,&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo, she was sexing everyone, but me.&lt;br /&gt;This is why we could never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remind of a girl, that I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;See her face whenever i, I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You wont believe all of the things that she put me through.&lt;br /&gt;This is why I just cant get with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its so unfair to you,&lt;br /&gt;But Id be lingering the rest to you,&lt;br /&gt;Wish I knew, wish I knew how to separate the two&lt;br /&gt;You remind me, whoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remind of a girl, that I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;See her face whenever i, I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You wont believe all of the things that she put me through.&lt;br /&gt;This is why I just cant get with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the schools we are going to play against for westzone.&lt;br /&gt;and and, psst, pionners are facing NHss, NYss and RV.HAH!&lt;br /&gt;eediots.&lt;br /&gt;Tay, we are not meeting but Cdiv will be.&lt;br /&gt;so don't be so happy if you guys won them=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8917093872516803611?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8917093872516803611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8917093872516803611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8917093872516803611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8917093872516803611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/01/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4885197783840954295</id><published>2008-01-07T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:54:12.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have not.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He is someone i hate to sit with.&lt;br /&gt;He is fuck irritating and sleeps all the time.&lt;br /&gt;He is obsessed with Elaine.&lt;br /&gt;He is tall with that fucked-up face.&lt;br /&gt;He is Johnathan lim Yong kuan, that sissy sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered about the new sec 1s joining netball.&lt;br /&gt;They are weird man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When everything is over,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that you are beautiful the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;When everything is over,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that you are everything i think of.&lt;br /&gt;When everything is over,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that you are amazing to me.&lt;br /&gt;When everything is over,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that i never want it that way.&lt;br /&gt;When everything i over,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that i love you.&lt;br /&gt;When everything is over,&lt;br /&gt;hear me say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your presence make me go wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and at the end of everything,&lt;br /&gt;Will you know how much i mean it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4885197783840954295?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4885197783840954295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4885197783840954295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4885197783840954295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4885197783840954295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/01/he-is-someone-i-hate-to-sit-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8109951473877764149</id><published>2008-01-06T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:18:01.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding you tonight'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm on the outside looking in,&lt;br /&gt;And what i see i cant bear to look,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what i would do if i was in your shoes,&lt;br /&gt;What would i have said how would i get through,&lt;br /&gt;Where do you find the strength to stand up and move,&lt;br /&gt;when you've been put down like he has you,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you were so strong,&lt;br /&gt;My ignorance had me fooled all along,&lt;br /&gt;When i would look into your eyes I'd never guess anything was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;But what does my discovery mater now your gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Her name is not to be spoken.&lt;br /&gt;If I say it, my heart will be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you alot,&lt;br /&gt;I know you probably forgot&lt;br /&gt;all about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't live&lt;br /&gt;without one more glance,&lt;br /&gt;knowing theres no one more chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aint no Nora Roberts Romance&lt;br /&gt;This aint no sweet love from France&lt;br /&gt;This aint no fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;this is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8109951473877764149?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8109951473877764149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8109951473877764149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8109951473877764149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8109951473877764149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-on-outside-looking-in-and-what-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3497623874271822231</id><published>2008-01-05T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:24:59.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, i think there's some misunderstandings in my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;So people, get this right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neco is not my someone new, not my someone special nor is she my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Neco is someTHING that needs to be taken care of and spent time with.&lt;br /&gt;Neco is my cool, speedy, new bicycle(: hahahha&lt;br /&gt;Omg, do you really think i can get over things easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She don't care, or maybe she don't have a clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is everything transparent clear?haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3497623874271822231?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3497623874271822231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3497623874271822231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3497623874271822231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3497623874271822231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/01/hmm-i-think-theres-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4900139122185218589</id><published>2008-01-02T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:30:50.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have not'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, first day of school over*snap* just like that!&lt;br /&gt;cool. But frankly speaking, i don't really like Mr chng.&lt;br /&gt;He's funny at times but fuck damn lame luh.Fuck shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnic at &lt;s&gt;Botanical&lt;s&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;Botanic garden was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;I like the part where we fed the fishes and the two swans.&lt;br /&gt;And and i swear akinso is damn cute(not interested) man.&lt;br /&gt;She tried to climb the $5 tree. Half way across, she got STUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I ask her not to put her right foot straight ,then she shouted its already side-ways.&lt;br /&gt;then she scream and shout and shake and laugh and finally jump off the brunch.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen the whole scene man.&lt;br /&gt;okay, next time lets go picnic with wide varieties of food, not just spicy and harden brownies.hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's goan be pack tight baby.&lt;br /&gt;Neco, i'll try to make sometime for you alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that fuck tight schedual,&lt;br /&gt;I won't have time to think about you and how much i miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4900139122185218589?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-850859595701097474</id><published>2008-01-01T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:30:55.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding you tonight.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAH, finally 2008!&lt;br /&gt;You see that 08 there?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last day of 2007 with akinso and Neco baby(:&lt;br /&gt;We went biking all the way to west coast.&lt;br /&gt;and i swear people in Singapore walk with their bloody eyes shut and ears close man!&lt;br /&gt;Theres this two guys walking like snails(they don't have shells lah) omg, then akinso and i was shouting 'EXCUSE ME, EXCUSE ME' and they never hear. like !%^&amp;*%$#@.&lt;br /&gt;That one never mind cause we realised that they were listening to ipod or something,&lt;br /&gt;the other auntie worst man, i stopped at the bus-stop cause got people alighting then when the coast was clear and i was ready to ride, that stupid blind auntie just walked right infront of me like WTF do i look like i'm not going to move forward?!&lt;br /&gt;and and and akinso's back tire punctured. hahaha. luckily there was a bicycle shop not so near but near by. tsktsk. i hear that was the 6,7 times it happened.&lt;br /&gt;But still we managed to reach west coast.&lt;br /&gt;Akinso was amazed by the view and te sun's ray.&lt;br /&gt;I bet neco baby was tired, aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, school starting in like a few hours. &lt;br /&gt;i have no books and and nothing at all actually.&lt;br /&gt;and and is the picnic tmr still on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, bye 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Bye baby, i'll be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2008!&lt;br /&gt;O levels yo =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-850859595701097474?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/850859595701097474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=850859595701097474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/850859595701097474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/850859595701097474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2008/01/yeah-finally-2008-you-see-that-08.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8634548801908345431</id><published>2007-12-15T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T20:24:10.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday tracy tay siew chen!&lt;br /&gt;You are turning 17 years young man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got something for you, but i don't know how to pass it to you.&lt;br /&gt;And i don't know when we'll meet sooooooo, i'll see you when i see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye i have nothing to blog about about.&lt;br /&gt;My life is damn boring. &lt;br /&gt;and eating spaghetti with sotong is not bad.&lt;br /&gt;stupid sotong spaghetti, you should try some.haha&lt;br /&gt;and drink more milk so that your bone will be strong and not brittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the carnival again.&lt;br /&gt;it feel so sucky to know that you are going to lose man.&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to finish off my masterpiece(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8634548801908345431?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8634548801908345431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8634548801908345431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8634548801908345431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8634548801908345431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-tracy-tay-siew-chen-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3420903628886607221</id><published>2007-12-12T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T15:38:25.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We walked the streets, from nine till mid-night.&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, there's nothing more i can say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3420903628886607221?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3420903628886607221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3420903628886607221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3420903628886607221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3420903628886607221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-walked-streets-from-nine-till-mid.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4782691621021072189</id><published>2007-12-05T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:36:53.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding you tonight.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess who are they.. Minnie and Mickey!&lt;br /&gt;How cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1YmyyDk3EI/AAAAAAAAABk/BLQRTre0mTs/s1600-h/Farewell2007+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140338678562085954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1YmyyDk3EI/AAAAAAAAABk/BLQRTre0mTs/s200/Farewell2007+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1Y3xSDk3GI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VE_YF-ELg1Q/s1600-h/Farewell2007+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140357344489954402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1Y3xSDk3GI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VE_YF-ELg1Q/s200/Farewell2007+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1Y3xyDk3HI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MP2URzGcZTc/s1600-h/Farewell2007+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140357353079889010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1Y3xyDk3HI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MP2URzGcZTc/s200/Farewell2007+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1Y3ySDk3II/AAAAAAAAACE/HEGJx6zbY0I/s1600-h/Farewell2007+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140357361669823618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1Y3ySDk3II/AAAAAAAAACE/HEGJx6zbY0I/s200/Farewell2007+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1YmzSDk3FI/AAAAAAAAABs/npuYiSikgQs/s1600-h/Farewell2007+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140338687152020562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1YmzSDk3FI/AAAAAAAAABs/npuYiSikgQs/s200/Farewell2007+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1ZC1yDk3JI/AAAAAAAAACM/GLydv66Wk2M/s1600-h/Farewell2007+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140369516427271314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1ZC1yDk3JI/AAAAAAAAACM/GLydv66Wk2M/s200/Farewell2007+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was fun.&lt;br /&gt;except for the wet part.&lt;br /&gt;Twister was fun, siti was very tangled up.haha&lt;br /&gt;and and thanks selina for that photo frame. not bad ah, spaghetti can decorate.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The rain can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;are you crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4782691621021072189?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/4782691621021072189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=4782691621021072189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4782691621021072189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/4782691621021072189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/12/guess-who-are-they.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/R1YmyyDk3EI/AAAAAAAAABk/BLQRTre0mTs/s72-c/Farewell2007+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6681497515945701111</id><published>2007-12-01T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:43:15.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding you tonight.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear it was just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;akinso, your overly reacted reaction made it so obvious that you like xinyi tantan.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like my bike's seat.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts my -&lt;br /&gt;i think i can really forget about my motherhood.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;just that something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone whome i want them back are back.&lt;br /&gt;:D this smile is nothing compared to the smile on my face!:)(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6681497515945701111?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6681497515945701111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6681497515945701111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6681497515945701111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6681497515945701111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-swear-it-was-just-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-9184771462112322787</id><published>2007-11-28T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:26:18.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t let you know'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEHEHEHEHE, see me smiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, it pissed me off everyday to wake up with this pain in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;That name that gets my heart restless in a pissed-off way.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do just anything to get you off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to define something so pure and real baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because of that, it caused my mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;The other part is that bloody stupid people who look like each other,&lt;br /&gt;who never fail to piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;Idk why i can never work with them on court,&lt;br /&gt;Idk what coach sees in them,&lt;br /&gt;Idk why they must join the club team when stef and ferlin is a better choice,&lt;br /&gt;Idk why they just piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Denise, I'm officially pissed off again.&lt;br /&gt;Not you Denise, her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;@#$&amp;amp;, @#$%, $%^&amp;amp;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pal, why are you so far?&lt;br /&gt;I received your message.&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with last 2 hours of today.&lt;br /&gt;Come here today, i have alot of questions to ask.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very curious today pal.&lt;br /&gt;Did it rain tonight over there?&lt;br /&gt;I hope it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Because when it pours, you can't see the stars.&lt;br /&gt;It would not be so nice.&lt;br /&gt;Just tonight, i want to shine extra bright.&lt;br /&gt;Your MBS will shine extra bright tonight.&lt;br /&gt;So bright that it is able to carry a special message for my MIP&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'THANK YOU'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-9184771462112322787?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/9184771462112322787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=9184771462112322787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/9184771462112322787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/9184771462112322787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/hehehehehe-see-me-smiling-tsk-it-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-7203766853480886182</id><published>2007-11-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:20:43.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So near yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;So far, it just gets further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-7203766853480886182?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/7203766853480886182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=7203766853480886182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7203766853480886182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7203766853480886182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-1152596273047422966</id><published>2007-11-14T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:29:58.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wanna take it back to the day when we first met.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's no fucking reason why i can't start off my day well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can you see my smile baby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not worth it, it was short lived.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody shits.&lt;br /&gt;Now i forget the smile i had and hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anything remind you of my face?&lt;br /&gt;Feel so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I would it all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it that i posted yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I love my yesterday's post.&lt;br /&gt;Now thinking about it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just have to not think about whatever it is that bothered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Denise, want us to be there by 2 just because she has classed until 2.&lt;br /&gt;I ask your 'boyfriend' Danial to break with you ah!ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-1152596273047422966?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/1152596273047422966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=1152596273047422966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/1152596273047422966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/1152596273047422966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/theres-no-fucking-reason-why-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-2367997703318119635</id><published>2007-11-13T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:38:43.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I exercised 3days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;My muscles are in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akinso sound sad today.&lt;br /&gt;Like duh, she didn't get to meet her xin yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;I think alot when i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;When i think, i think too much when i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;When i think too much, i assume things when i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;And when i do all that, its best that i don't think when i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;So when i don't think, i will do things without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, do you get waht i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the carpark. Suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Still remember that pillar?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that one where i wished us happy anniversary,&lt;br /&gt;the flower with the apology,&lt;br /&gt;this look alike drawing of us,&lt;br /&gt;the poems we wrote.&lt;br /&gt;Its Gone gone, baby its all gone.&lt;br /&gt;Theres no one in the corner and theres no one at home.&lt;br /&gt;it was cool cool, it was just all cool&lt;br /&gt;now it's over for me and it's over for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you just wanted to start a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to feel cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One minute I love you&lt;br /&gt;Next minute I hate you&lt;br /&gt;One minute I need you&lt;br /&gt;So, baby, tell me, what am I to do?&lt;br /&gt;One minute of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;No, it ain't enough to keep me here&lt;br /&gt;Coz it'll pass us by and and leave us in the cold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-2367997703318119635?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/2367997703318119635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=2367997703318119635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2367997703318119635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/2367997703318119635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-exercised-3days-in-row.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-7491441700880099894</id><published>2007-11-10T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T21:41:02.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy birthday xiao ting!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she knows i have a blog, much less reads it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting worried for the team.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i'm not prepared, but...okay, maybe i'm not. so,whatever.&lt;br /&gt;2 months is not very long you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried for akinso. Ralvin, you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time? hah. Go Bisexual! only you akniso, only for you.&lt;br /&gt;You know i do get disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There is this thing inside of me wanting to burst and pop!&lt;br /&gt;Then there's another thing which tell me that i shouldn't bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-7491441700880099894?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/7491441700880099894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=7491441700880099894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7491441700880099894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7491441700880099894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-xiao-ting-i-dont-think.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-7177836983471090752</id><published>2007-11-06T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T14:34:10.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want a monster in my closet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-7177836983471090752?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/7177836983471090752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=7177836983471090752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7177836983471090752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7177836983471090752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-want-monster-in-my-closet.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6589472241687425120</id><published>2007-11-05T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:10:05.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm strong(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiots stays as idiots.&lt;br /&gt;She doen't know whats her favourate song nor band.&lt;br /&gt;and she doesn't know anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferlin, she make you laugh eh?!&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6589472241687425120?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6589472241687425120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6589472241687425120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6589472241687425120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/6589472241687425120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-strong-idiots-stays-as-idiots.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3986266444609678227</id><published>2007-11-03T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T21:29:12.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My alarm clock didn't ring today.&lt;br /&gt;Being an hour late wasn't so bad,&lt;br /&gt;no punishments, nothing. That's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt quite alot of things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st,&lt;br /&gt;You do not give people false hopes.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously! You want her or you don't want her.&lt;br /&gt;Make it clear yo.&lt;br /&gt;If you want her, then don't make her wait. Don't cry when she move on.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want her, then don't make it seem like she is wanted. GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd,&lt;br /&gt;If is so obvious when someone likes you. Especially when that person writes&lt;br /&gt;a stupid note and send it to your doorstep. When that person is like forever stalking you. When that person is abit too over caring.&lt;br /&gt;Like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd,&lt;br /&gt;It really helps to plan 1week ahead before you back up at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's leg is brittle(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, its a heavy thing for a kid you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream,&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that you were sitting there staring at me,&lt;br /&gt;then you disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Coming soon baby, it's coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3986266444609678227?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3986266444609678227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3986266444609678227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3986266444609678227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3986266444609678227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-alarm-clock-didnt-ring-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-7698854535724358166</id><published>2007-11-02T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:20:13.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting sick of not having anything to blog.&lt;br /&gt;You know that kind of feeling you have alot to say but you just don't know what is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Denise and Ferlin chin are lost finding for the mesume.&lt;br /&gt;hah. And i'm at home safe and sound(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-7698854535724358166?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/7698854535724358166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=7698854535724358166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7698854535724358166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7698854535724358166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-getting-sick-of-not-having-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8592354369813897249</id><published>2007-11-01T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:39:46.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holiday this time ain't that bad after.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is just the beginning but after its a good beginning.&lt;br /&gt;When i say ain't that bad means there's something going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anyone cares about us, as in the netball team.&lt;br /&gt;But you should have seen miss Rahima's reaction when we went missing for about an hour. She was running towards us with her arms wide open and with that 'omg, so you are here!' that relieved face. So..omg..cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever people. I need to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8592354369813897249?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8592354369813897249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8592354369813897249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8592354369813897249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8592354369813897249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-this-time-aint-that-bad-after.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5141531898169446947</id><published>2007-10-26T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:19:10.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look at that, Second lane.&lt;br /&gt;The sign board actually stole the lime light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese cemetery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/RyHYdcE8TgI/AAAAAAAAABc/Y9WRnIWVbsk/s1600-h/th_IMG_0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125615851189063170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/RyHYdcE8TgI/AAAAAAAAABc/Y9WRnIWVbsk/s200/th_IMG_0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Exams and Schools are over,&lt;br /&gt;Netball is back baby!&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not excited. Am i suppose to be?&lt;br /&gt;Training starts tomorrow, The second training is gona be physical.&lt;br /&gt;So there is something not wonderful to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet everyone else is goign to enjoy themselves during this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Well atleast i know half of my friends will.&lt;br /&gt;So unfair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's museum give me nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;I remember being stucked at there for 12hr stright for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;That stupid fugly building and that same boring stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I let my heart off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5141531898169446947?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJdpBBRQ2Nk/RyHYdcE8TgI/AAAAAAAAABc/Y9WRnIWVbsk/s72-c/th_IMG_0225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-383730003600242928</id><published>2007-10-25T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:29:18.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate Akinso like to the max!&lt;br /&gt;Akinso, i hate you, Akinso, i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;AKINSO TORI(Chicken) I HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ironic how our friendship is built on insult(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hello you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-383730003600242928?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6929428863393940145</id><published>2007-10-24T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:38:20.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have no idea how you remind me of her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream is -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6929428863393940145?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6929428863393940145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You just can't keep yourself away form the problems of others,&lt;br /&gt;You think that you are needed to help them,&lt;br /&gt;You think you are helping they in one way or another,&lt;br /&gt;But it never occurred to you that you are always one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;And it never occurred to you that you are just so busybody.&lt;br /&gt;You get all Emo when comments starts pouring in,&lt;br /&gt;You involved everyone and everything in when something like this happens.&lt;br /&gt;You then say why is it that people don't appreciate you and you being caring.&lt;br /&gt;Because you helped in the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;You go by helping the people you want.&lt;br /&gt;You chose people to help.&lt;br /&gt;But when there is really a need for help, you shunt they aways saying,'aiya, not my problem'.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this things repeating and it even happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that irritates me is that they brought me in like every time.&lt;br /&gt;After getting out, i realised why they could only see you from this kind of angle.&lt;br /&gt;You talk about people behind their backs, even me to my suprise.&lt;br /&gt;Even your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;So why come crying and say she and she say thing about you?&lt;br /&gt;You talk so much on the comp but when in real life, you are just like no other bitches.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what i'm suppose to say to them when they ask about this and this about you.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time i dont think you are like that, but theres just no prove to support my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;You are just my worst history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-607135655964529890?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-4696971046257193357</id><published>2007-10-19T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:44:45.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So baby, this is when everything comes together and crash on you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena! I've missed you all these yearssss.&lt;br /&gt;and who is that babe that has stolen your heart huh? ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know people, women and men are so different.&lt;br /&gt;This is how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'i don't know'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, it actually means&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;'i don't know'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When a woman says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'i don't know'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, it actually means &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;500 things&lt;/span&gt; including,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'i don't know how i could ever been attracted to someone who doesn't know&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping he'll beg me to discuss all other things I'm thinking when i say&lt;br /&gt;' i don't know'.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a year, it is calculated that women does more things than men but men has '2 mth'&lt;br /&gt;more free-time than women.&lt;br /&gt;This is why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIM: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Watch ball games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HER: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Try on dress, try on pants, try on jeans, try on long skirt, try on short skirt, try on medium skirt, try on dressy medium skirt, try on casual short skirt try on medium long skirt, try on tops, try on shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HIM: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Read paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HER: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call girlfriend, call mom, call store, drive to mall, shop, call ,shop, call, eat, shop, call, shop, eat, shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HIM: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Change channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HER&lt;em&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Change dress, change shoes, change underwear, change jewelry, change hair, change mind, change shoes, change shoes, change purse, change bag, change clips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more to continue... it'll be endless you know.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you people agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post i realised is mostly about you know, guys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;I shall share about Sheena's girlfriend's point of view on lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are mainly three types of lovers,&lt;br /&gt;1) Freeloaders&lt;br /&gt;2) Renters&lt;br /&gt;3) Buyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Freeloaders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt; They are unwilling to put much effort into the care of his/her partner&lt;br /&gt;in a relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He/she does only what comes naturally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He/she expects the partner to love them the way they are not tolerating any critics or improve themselves and meet a agreement that benefits both parties in the long term. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like living in a house without paying rent or doing anything to improve unless is in the mood to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Renters&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;They are willing to provide limited care as long as it's in his/her best interest. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The relationship is considered tentative.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The relationship will then be viewed as short-term. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When disagreement occur, it may lead to a violent &lt;s&gt;solution&lt;/s&gt; break up. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like a person to rent a house, willing to stay as long as the conditions are fair and until he/she finds something better. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This type of lovers are willing to 'pay rent' but not improve surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Buyers&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Willing to demonstrate a sense of care by making permanent changes in his/her own behaviour and lifestyle to make the relationship mutually fulfilling. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They approach problems and disagreements with long-term solutions that works well for both parties.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Relationship often viewed as exclusive and permanent. Just like a person buying a house for life, willing to repair and accommodates needs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People whom you think are in an unbalance relationship need not worry.&lt;br /&gt;You can be a renter and with a freeloader and try to pull him/her up or you go down.&lt;br /&gt;As we grow and counter different types of lovers, we slowly find ourselves working our way up from a freeloader to renter then a buyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, my post is full of words man.&lt;br /&gt;EH, but still meaningful yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt; kiddo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, i think green is nice.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-4696971046257193357?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-6378947609298817586</id><published>2007-10-17T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T19:32:05.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There sure is you but not you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-6378947609298817586?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/6378947609298817586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=6378947609298817586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-7132815102836292930?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/7132815102836292930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=7132815102836292930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7132815102836292930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/7132815102836292930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8264867635553366741</id><published>2007-10-06T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T19:31:23.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I miss you Girlfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8264867635553366741?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8264867635553366741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8264867635553366741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8264867635553366741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8264867635553366741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-miss-you-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-8531227192824208831</id><published>2007-10-06T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:19:04.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its raining under my umbrella.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You tore it apart without realising it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reactivity Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Potassium -&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Sodium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Calcium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Magnesium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Aluminium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Zinc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Iron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Lead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Tin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hydrogen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Copper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-mercury&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Silver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Platinum -&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-8531227192824208831?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/8531227192824208831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=8531227192824208831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8531227192824208831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/8531227192824208831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-raining-under-my-umbrella.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-5335434824561637764</id><published>2007-10-04T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T19:22:32.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next week is EYE yo.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been studying(:&lt;br /&gt;Yes i have my dear.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like that social study enrichment class.&lt;br /&gt;Postpone for 3 days already and its not CONfirm yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, School was fine.&lt;br /&gt;I actually did my mother tongue paper without as many difficulty as before.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a break thru for me yo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Akinso and ralvin were measuring the thickness and length of their hair.&lt;br /&gt;And i've got this white and black growing on my head! This means i've been a hardworking girl!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong point the pasa malam got NOTHING i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Waste my trip there.&lt;br /&gt;You know, joshua is so tall...i had to actually loook UP and talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just short. Milk didn't help ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dull your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I irritate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT I LOVE YOU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We already know how it ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;You run in the dark through a firefight.&lt;br /&gt;And I would explode just to save your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-5335434824561637764?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/5335434824561637764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=5335434824561637764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5335434824561637764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/5335434824561637764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/10/next-week-is-eye-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35238033.post-3505634252843610241</id><published>2007-09-30T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T17:56:14.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adiós'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday = boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Boring = No life.&lt;br /&gt;No life = Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will call you up everyday Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;And we both stayed out 'til the morning light&lt;br /&gt;And we sang, "here we go again"&lt;br /&gt;And though time goes by&lt;br /&gt;I will always be In a club with you&lt;br /&gt;It was nineteen seventy three&lt;br /&gt;Singing "here we go again"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, its Saturday night. I thought it was Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;No more staying out till the morning light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made everything sound so convincing,&lt;br /&gt;Sure thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me is getting weird.&lt;br /&gt;Like a sponge, absorbing everything until,&lt;br /&gt;one day they got enough and burst everything out.&lt;br /&gt;Me? I'm fine and happy.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akinso should stop smoking, its bad for health.&lt;br /&gt;But smokers gets skinner like stick, and maybe its good for akinso?hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yo, sheesha is 10x worst than cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;i forgo the blueberry and strawberry sheesha okay,&lt;br /&gt;You want to die early, go ahead. I'll built a coffin for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You make me go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lalalalalala, crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35238033-3505634252843610241?l=chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/feeds/3505634252843610241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35238033&amp;postID=3505634252843610241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3505634252843610241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35238033/posts/default/3505634252843610241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatefreakos.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-is-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486549413277690332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
